So after Mondays meeting in Durham we all trundled in a taxi to the station…..but when the cab arrived the driver pre warned us of chaos at the station 😳……we all quickly began to scan our phones, me included, to find the latest updates, only to see a stream of ‘Cancelled’ or ‘Delayed’🙈
They suddenly announced that coaches would take us from Durham to Darlington, but they weren’t sure when🤯 and then we’d have to get another coach from Darlington to York, after which trains would be running south…mmmmm…..so Mara decided we’d all get a taxi from Durham to Darlington as we’d get a head start on everyone else.
We had to get 2 taxis as a poor Norwegian girl had latched onto us and was in the middle of the chaos in a foreign country so we couldn’t abandon her…..so 3 in one taxi, 3 in another…..
It was dark by this time and I just had to sit quiet. Travelling in the dark conjures up scary shadows in unfamiliar places so I simply sat trying not to panic at the knowledge I didn’t have a scooby doo where I was. But thank goodness I wasn’t alone.
It took us about an hour to get to Darlington where more chaos was in situe…….they directed us to another queue for a coach and this turned out to be the queue of all queues….snaking round and round the station with not a coach in sight…..🤐……more darkness….more shadows….
We suddenly realised Nick and Chiara were a few people ahead of us and Chiara took a tea and food order and trundled off as it looked like we’d be there quite some time….
When she came back with a welcome cuppa she suddenly had a genius idea…..could she advocate for me and ask them if me and Barbara could jump to the front of the queue because of my lanyard? Well in for a penny, I said anything was worth a try. If I’d have been alone, I would probably have gone looking for someone to help me, but because I was with others I just stood, not knowing what to do for the best, but knowing I was with them…..
A beaming smiley face came back and they’d agreed we could get on the mini bus that was about to leave…….how amazing and relief flooded through me and Barbara cos at least we would be moving….my lanyard worked in my favour yet again……..We trundled past queues and queues of people and I did feel guilty…for a nano second…
……couldn’t believe it was a mini bus and not a coach, due to the hoards of people but guess they had to take what they could get!
I knew neither of my daughters were free to pick me up from anywhere but also knew at some point that Sarah would look at the tracker to see I’d got home……so half way to York there was a ping on my phone and it was Sarah querying where I was 😂🥴……..at least she could keep me company but I also knew she wouldn’t be able to sleep before she saw I was home……tables turned …as I, as a mum, used to be laying awake until I heard the key turn in the lock when they were out as youngsters….🙃……
We finally arrived in York 4 hours later 🤯😳 only to find the chaos still present, just a different station……🙈….luckily I was going east and I managed to catch the last train to Hull as no trains were going south via Doncaster……but I’d had to leave Barbara.😔
Someone later told me that everyone going to London Kings Cross had to catch a train to Leeds and then a train from there to London……🙈🙈🙈🙈🙈 I so hope Barbara found someone to help her…
Prof Jan messaged me to check I was ok….nothing anyone could do, I just had to not panic…so I spent the journey from York playing solitaire to keep calm……
Once in Hull I knew I’d have to get another taxi home as no more trains to Beverley….but…..luck was on my side for a change and as I took one last luck on my app before we pulled into Hull, I notice the Beverley train had also been delayed…..as my train pulled in so did the delayed train for Beverley…..
I finally got home just over 2 hours later than planned totally running on empty
…..but at least I got home. Sooooo hope everyone else did too…..🤞
P.S. Turns out I was the lucky one as poor Barbara didn’t get home until 02.30am 🙈😳😔