Its an uncomfortable wait at Euston for the sleeper. It doesn’t leave until almost midnight long after my bedtime.
In the dark in the rain outside the station a figure in a T-shirt with a cigarette and a funny hat makes a proposition – “TGO? I’m Freddie! I’m just going ’round the corner for a beer”.
2 hours later a party of 5 challengers were the only occupants of the bar on the train.
The journey has begun!
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