katherine_b: (Chalet lands)
posted by [personal profile] katherine_b at 09:31am on 01/07/2009 under , ,
I was feeling ridiculously exhausted last night and headed for bed rather than writing, but as I'm now sitting on the train, heading for Newcastle, and have Internet connection, I can describe my day. (The Chalet Girls never had that opportunity! *g*)

I headed for the train nice and early and was soon heading for Bristol. I was expected at Nailsea at 1pm and managed to catch the train without a problem. Thankfully I bought a BritRail pass before I left Australia, so no messing about with tickets for me. The journey was delightfully punctual and comfortable enough (although the train I'm on now is much nicer! *lol*) but because I'd been silly enough not to bring any water with me, I had to spend extortionate amounts of money at the dining car. Still, once in a while won't hurt.

I got to Bristol and headed for ticket office to get my pass stamped - only to find that the stupid ticket inspector on the train had written the wrong date on my pass. He'd dated it the 29th of June and not the 30th. Fortunately the girl in the office at Bristol believed me when I said that it was the inspector and not me who had made the mistake. She stamped the ticket with the correct date and suggested I explain to anyone who questioned me.

Luckily no one checked tickets between Bristol and Nailsea, so that was helpful.

However, once I got to Nailse and Backwell, I realised I had no idea how to get into Nailsea. I couldn't walk that far in the 20 mins I had before I was due at the restaurant - but luckily I found the bus stop and a bus was due in a couple of minutes that would take me right to the door of the restaurant I wanted. (I've never heard of a restaurant as a bus stop, but it's a good idea!)

The person I was meeting was already there and we finally sat down and began to catch up on the things that have been happening in our respective lives since we last saw each other - which would have been several years ago now. Her life has been far more interesting than mine as she's had several weddings and, sadly, even a few funerals to attend. (All right, so I've had one wedding to go to, which I have to admit was rather exciting, but I think you know what I mean!) We had a lovely lunch and then strolled back to her house to discuss plans for my next book, which is underway. It's wonderfully useful to be able to talk face-to-face and bring up little ideas and get instant reactions on ideas rather than having to send great long detailed emails that might not be completely clear anyway.

Ruth, I know you're almost certain to read this, so I thought I'd let you know that I've thought of something to have happen on the train trip which involves knitting and a ball or two of wool. Hopefully it will be as funny on the page as the images I have in my head are at present.

I left her house at about 4 o'clock and walked back to Nailsea and Backwell.

On that little journey - someone asked to check that incorrectly dated ticket! Heart in my throat, I showed it to him - and he glanced at it, nodded and moved on.

Hooray for people not being entirely sure what day it is! *g*

Even better, no one bothered to check my ticket for my entire trip between Bristol and London, so I got away with the incorrectly dated ticket and won't have to buy any others to replace it for travel to anywhere else.

So I'm now on the train headed for Durham to meet with another Chalet School-related person who wrote two of the fill-ins that have appeared over the past few years. In between writing this screed, I've been reading the text of her most recent book and getting myself ready for another lovely day.

Oh, all right, they've all been lovely.

Hooray for holidays!

(And not a single mention of the weather - aren't you proud of me? *g*)
Mood:: 'relaxed' relaxed
katherine_b: (Chalet lands)
posted by [personal profile] katherine_b at 09:31am on 01/07/2009 under , ,
I was feeling ridiculously exhausted last night and headed for bed rather than writing, but as I'm now sitting on the train, heading for Newcastle, and have Internet connection, I can describe my day. (The Chalet Girls never had that opportunity! *g*)

I headed for the train nice and early and was soon heading for Bristol. I was expected at Nailsea at 1pm and managed to catch the train without a problem. Thankfully I bought a BritRail pass before I left Australia, so no messing about with tickets for me. The journey was delightfully punctual and comfortable enough (although the train I'm on now is much nicer! *lol*) but because I'd been silly enough not to bring any water with me, I had to spend extortionate amounts of money at the dining car. Still, once in a while won't hurt.

I got to Bristol and headed for ticket office to get my pass stamped - only to find that the stupid ticket inspector on the train had written the wrong date on my pass. He'd dated it the 29th of June and not the 30th. Fortunately the girl in the office at Bristol believed me when I said that it was the inspector and not me who had made the mistake. She stamped the ticket with the correct date and suggested I explain to anyone who questioned me.

Luckily no one checked tickets between Bristol and Nailsea, so that was helpful.

However, once I got to Nailse and Backwell, I realised I had no idea how to get into Nailsea. I couldn't walk that far in the 20 mins I had before I was due at the restaurant - but luckily I found the bus stop and a bus was due in a couple of minutes that would take me right to the door of the restaurant I wanted. (I've never heard of a restaurant as a bus stop, but it's a good idea!)

The person I was meeting was already there and we finally sat down and began to catch up on the things that have been happening in our respective lives since we last saw each other - which would have been several years ago now. Her life has been far more interesting than mine as she's had several weddings and, sadly, even a few funerals to attend. (All right, so I've had one wedding to go to, which I have to admit was rather exciting, but I think you know what I mean!) We had a lovely lunch and then strolled back to her house to discuss plans for my next book, which is underway. It's wonderfully useful to be able to talk face-to-face and bring up little ideas and get instant reactions on ideas rather than having to send great long detailed emails that might not be completely clear anyway.

Ruth, I know you're almost certain to read this, so I thought I'd let you know that I've thought of something to have happen on the train trip which involves knitting and a ball or two of wool. Hopefully it will be as funny on the page as the images I have in my head are at present.

I left her house at about 4 o'clock and walked back to Nailsea and Backwell.

On that little journey - someone asked to check that incorrectly dated ticket! Heart in my throat, I showed it to him - and he glanced at it, nodded and moved on.

Hooray for people not being entirely sure what day it is! *g*

Even better, no one bothered to check my ticket for my entire trip between Bristol and London, so I got away with the incorrectly dated ticket and won't have to buy any others to replace it for travel to anywhere else.

So I'm now on the train headed for Durham to meet with another Chalet School-related person who wrote two of the fill-ins that have appeared over the past few years. In between writing this screed, I've been reading the text of her most recent book and getting myself ready for another lovely day.

Oh, all right, they've all been lovely.

Hooray for holidays!

(And not a single mention of the weather - aren't you proud of me? *g*)
Mood:: 'relaxed' relaxed

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