I have found another tonic for the winter blues: a good long train journey. Yesterday I travelled from South Yorkshire to Devon in the blessed peace of the Quiet Coach (which was surprisingly quiet). Without internet access, I managed to read two chapters of my current set book- and almost understand them too – and also type up about 10 pages of interviews from Todmorden. It was like being suspended in a place where I had no responsibilities, no deadlines and no distractions. Absolute bliss. If only train fares weren’t so extortionate, I could make a habit of this.
Countryside somewhere near Bristol
I too was on the train this week in the quiet carriage on a trip to Bath. Bargain basement deal using my tesco vouchers, so even better.
I hadn’t realised you could buy train tickets with tesco vouchers. This is something I need to look into!