One second sun, the next blizzard – that’s the west country…

I decided to write the first half of today’s blog on the train from London’s (amazing confusing) Paddington station. I tell you all, it has gone from being perfectly sunny to a complete blizzard! I am beginning to understand peoples complaints that Cambridge ceases to operate after a snow flake hits the ground. The dress code changes for snow here just mean wearing 3/4 lengths instead of shorts! Moving on from the snow, seeing as I have taken a few trains on this journey I thought it may be worth while compiling a list of things that went wrong with these trains:

• Meldreth to Royston: Nothing went wrong actually! Although my suspicion is because *touch wood* not a lot can go wrong in 6 minutes.
• Royston to London Kings Cross: Running a little late, but the atmosphere! OMG! What is wrong with people! It was complete silence, you would have thought it was a very serious game of sleeping lions. One person dared to turn on their iPod above the minimum volume level and was instantly shot and then fed to the wolves. (I did however take the advantage to finish off Eclipse, next stop Breaking Dawn.)
• London Kings Cross to London Paddington: Not to bad, the underground is usually okay. There was one point where I had to ‘change’ train though. “Will everyone going to Paddington please leave the train at the next station” So I did. “Whoop's my bad. I meant the other people.” Bravo…
• London Paddington to Bristol Temple Meads: Well, I am an hour into my almost two journey (which is running 22 minutes late I have been informed) and so far I have discovered there is now a thing as ‘quiet carriages’!? “Please do not use laptops, iPods, Personal Stereos, Talk, Move the pages of your newspaper too quickly nor breath if you have a mild cold to ensure these carriages remain quiet.” About 15 minutes a door almost fell off because “A passenger tried to board once we had already left the station” – I have conjured up two possible scenarios of how this may have occurred, either he was running REALLY fast next to the train. Or, he somehow boarded the train and found that he had forgotten to actually go through the door and hence was standing on that little step outside the door.

Right, moan over, let’s hope nothing else goes wrong! I’m going to be in Bristol in less than an hour! Let’s hope I make a good impression (no I won’t be mentioning this blog).