21:50.........
I am sat on the seven minutes past ten train from Kings Cross at platform seven
I rummaged through my handbag in search of my reading glasses, put them on and started looking at the creased up train timetable in my hand
"Seven minutes past ten" I muttered under my breathe, followered by.....
"Gets to St Neots at ten forty four" then......
"Hello, I'd like to book a taxi"
When for?"
"Ten fortyfour........I'm on the seven minutes pass ten train which wiul get to St Neots at ten fortyfour"
"Ok.....a taxi will be waiting for you"
"Thank you"