DM (again – the school friend of my sister) showed us the way to the station. From here we took the local train to York. During the short journey I handed over my MacBook Air and iPhone to TPR. Although it pained me to do so, I knew that he would need these treasured devices more than me.
At York we parted. I headed north again while he caught a train to Manchester for a connection to Bristol. We would not meet again until TPR was established in his new life. In the meantime his first priority was to find a job.