I'm typing this whilst stuck, on a train, between Slaithwaite & Huddersfield. Quite a nice place to be stuck usually, however this morning, it is dark, cold and the black sky is full of rain.
A man in a bright orange bib has just walked past me, 'branch on the line' he tells the woman three aisles down from me.
A minute later the train starts to move, I am on my way again, ah the joys of Public Transport.
