Breakneck speed up Victoria Street

I left it rather tight, leaving Cowley St tonight. I left briefcase, cameras etc in the office but took with me a reused carrier bag containing an envelope of press cuttings - sorting them is my job for tonight - 2 novels by Harry Turtledove and 2 empty cava bottles I need for champagne making.

As I got to Victoria St, I realised that to get the 8.17pm train, I had to run at breakneck speed. Overcoat unbuttoned and shoes clattering along the pavement sounding like clogs, I managed to get to the train station with a minute to spare.

Then I remembered the train was at 8.22, not 8.17. And it was late. Bloody typical.

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