Well went to London Retreat as well. Wished I hadn't. Chloe was good, as they all seem to be there, and delivered what I asked for, but I simply didn't fancy her and that scuppers everything. What made it worse was that right in the middle of it I heard I'd received a couple of texts from Amy who I'd been waiting to hear from all day which fucked my concentration even more as I was wanting to know what they said.
When I got out at least it was some small consolation to see that she had been delayed by traffic coming from her other job and couldn't make our appointment before my train time.
Ironically I said earlier Amy had never let me down in getting on for nine years of booking her and that there was a first time for everything.
A London trip without an appointment with either Amy or Nicoletta and two disappointing punts.
It's just a bloody good job I will be able to claim the expenses back for this trip!
And I only spent £170 on the two punts which would have been less than a single punt with either Amy or Nicoletta.
And apart from the punting, everything else was fine. Weather brilliant for the second time running on my London visits this year and I even had a bit of luck on the train. The kind where bad fortune turns into good fortune.
I walked into the first class carriage found a single unreserved seat and settled down only to be hailed by a guy across the aisle. It was someone I used to work with many years ago. He was with his wife and another couple and they'd been to the cup final. Amazingly I knew the other guy as well as I was at school with him. The first one I found to be an irritating prick all those years ago and I didn't want him talking to me across the aisle for the rest of the journey as I like to read and/or listen to music.
Next thing a woman appears and said I was in her seat. For the next few minutes there was chaos in the carriage as people argued about seats. Turns out they'd fucked the reservations up. It's always irritating when you've just settled on a train and you have to move. However I gathered my belongings and moved.
The woman said, 'I'm sorry to split you up from your friends.' 'They're not my friends,' I replied 'I just know them.'
Went into the next carriage where I was lucky enough to find a quiet spot in a single seat.
So ultimately the cock up did me a favour.
Now if only the punting had have been as good.