Well, after a very brief appearance at work I left at 11am and drove home as fast as the speed limit’s allowed, grabbed my stuff and set off. The bus came promptly and there was almost no traffic into town to I arrived at Leeds train station an hour early, I found the platform I needed, this is a must, Leeds is a massive train station and it can take 15-20 minutes to get from the entrance to your platform, especially if the escalator is down and you have to lug you overnight bag, food, wine and laptop up a flight of stairs! I quickly got bored of waiting so carrying my very heavy bags I set about finding a loo and a latte. Both of these objectives were met quickly, I’m on a roll today! I returned to -platform 11a and waited. And waited. And waited. The train arrived bang on-time, thank god, and I jumped on as quickly as someone carrying twice their own bodyweight in crisps and wine can jump After turfing a business man out of my reserved seat I sat down backwards. I hate travelling backwards but I did have seat on the apparently very popular Glasgow to Penzance cross country train. After an hour or so somebody left a ‘non-reserved’ forward facing seat so I swapped and all was well in the world of Jodie’s motion sickness! The journey down was bad at all, at times the train was heaving but after Exeter people dwindles quickly and I was able stretch my legs a bit. Hey, I might be short but my legs still need a stretch every now and then! I was planning on reading my Harry Potter book (again) but been very nosy I settled for watching the world around me. I chatted to a lovely eldery Scottish couple who were travelling from Glasgow to Bristol, I ‘kept and eye on’ a fella’s laptop while he pee’d and then looked disgruntled at a man who wasn’t aware of the concept of ‘quite coach’ and truly believed the day would be ruined if everyone on the train, not just our coach, wasn’t listening to his mp3 player with him. Every so often I would send or receive a text from Teresa and Claire, ‘On train now’, ‘3 hours to go’, ‘Just passed a field’, you know, letting them know all the important stuff. When the train was slowing to pull into Plymouth Claire, as promised rang me to check if I was nervous but surprisingly I wasn’t, Teresa knew I was at the front of the train and I saw her and the kids as the train slowed, When it stopped I jumped of the train and headed towards her and they to me, it was like meeting a friend you hadn’t seen in a while. No nerves just big smiles and hugs and we were on our way.