Salisbury to Falmer, circa February 2007
Around this time I was dating a young man who lived in Salisbury, and was in my first year at the University of Sussex, which is in a little village called Falmer outside Brighton. I regularly used to go and see him at weekends to escape living on campus - anyone who has lived on a university campus will understand what I mean. Handily, there was a direct train from Brighton to Salisbury and this train also called at Bath, which was very helpful as my best friend was dating a girl who lived in Bath at the time, so if we were visiting our respective partners we would get the train together. This particular weekend we knew there would be replacement buses on the way home, but that was fine, we'd done it before, all you did was get the train to Barnham, get on a bus from Barnham to Brighton, and Bob's your uncle, or quite possibly the train driver.

Anyway I met my friend on the train and we were on our way to Barnham as planned. Until we reached Fratton, where a confused train driver came on over the intercom. "I'm sorry, we seem to have been terminated here...your best bet is to get on the next train to Fareham, change at Fareham for Barnham and get the replacement bus as planned". Ok, not ideal but off we trotted. My friend had some beer with him so we also proceeded to get a bit squiffy while laughing at a chavvy couple on the next train. We got on the bus, next stop Brighton, excellent. Oh, no, no. We stopped at Angmering. And had to get the train from Angmering to Brighton. At least it was only a 10 minute train journey back to campus......no, that was a rail replacement bus too.

Length? 5 hours for a journey that normally took 2 and a half.
(Petite chien is going to do science to it, Thu 29 May 2008, 20:06, 2 replies)

can you use 'circa'
when it was last February. But seriously, you sound lovely. Your train was a bit late! Peut etre vous etes francais?
( I have run out of coke is a little sweaty, Thu 29 May 2008, 20:42, closed)

I don't know
I have 7 exams coming up in the next couple of weeks and if it isn't chemistry it isn't staying in my brain. Thanks for the lovely comment! And no, sadly I'm not French.
(Petite chien is going to do science to it, Thu 29 May 2008, 20:58, closed)