I needed to reach Liverpool by 13:15 for a meeting. At 12:30 I jumped on the first train that I saw at Edinburgh’s Waverley Station, assuming that it was a London service that called at Leeds.
I was right in respect of my first assumption. However, the first stop for this service was much further south in a rural station that offered no connecting services. When I should have been with everyone else in Liverpool, I was stuck in the middle of nowhere.
When I eventually found my way back to Edinburgh, I witnessed MB pull a suicidal Chinese student out of the path of a speeding train.