Mad dash to catch the train at 6.15am

Yes, that's right, my Saturday started at 4.55am. At that time in the
morning it takes me 5 minutes to remember how to switch the kettle on,
let alone cross London in the right direction with a backpack.

But the 6.15 from Kings Cross was the only train Northward with tickets
I could afford. And it has free WIFI, so here I am, (not resurrecting
my CV).

The upside is - I had forgotten that the last cheap ticket was a First
Advance. It was a lovely surprise to find the wide seat and table laid
with real china ready for morning coffee service. Almost like the
mythical days of real train travel. What I lovely retro-train-month I
am having.

Ooooooh. Real egg in the Egg n'Cress Sarnie!