The joys of commuting

An early-ish meeting this morning meant travelling during rush-hour (being in control of my working hours means I can usually avoid this) so I thought I’d take the train to avoid traffic jams. The ‘baby on board’ badge (combined with bump) worked its magic and ensured I got a seat – all good until the journey home when a signal failure meant that the trains weren’t stopping at my station at all and left me stranded two stations from home having also missed the last bus. Thank goodness for in-laws coming to pick me up. So much for making life easier.