delga | { trains trains trains }

So, I'm in Reading station, waiting for my aunt to pick me. I spent about ten minutes in Kings Cross underground going up and down the escaltors because I couldn't decide whether to take Victoria line or Hammersmith & City. In the end, my decision was made for me because only the Victoria Line machines would accept my ticket. Daft.

Damn is it cold! I have new gloves courtesey of the Mother. Bumped into Dr. A on the train platform this morning, which was cool. She's going to see Mr Mosley (for those that care to know) and do shopping. Which, you know, whatever.

I'm going to finish the hot chocolate and pain au chocolat I just bought (Sense a theme???) and then bugger off and wait for my aunt. Oh, tigertrapped, don't worry about that beta because I've written more and I've swapped things around, as well as picking up on a stupid number of typos. Get back to you soon.