The excitement and nerves of a long trip are somewhat overshadowed by the pressing need to get where I’m going, despite the best efforts of the UK transport industry. That’s unfair, but it makes good headlines to sell papers. In fact my bus from home left on time, my train was delayed by 20 minutes and the coach connection from Reading to the airport was held until the late-running train came in - a fair result, given that the train wouldn’t start at Weston Super Mare. Once inside the airport, I entered the international facelessness of a major airport, with barking announcements, bland signs and a plethora of advertising. No, I don’t need a new bank account (who decided to target the ‘stressed traveller’ for that market?) and buying a ticket to win a Bentley would
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