During the night, staying in the warm and comfortable chaplaincy - a fine old house 19th century, I think formerly the local rectory - rain and wind lashed Bristol, and getting to the station in the morning meant a drenching...trains were delayed, but everyone was pleasant and helpful. What a blessing it is to be able to get a decent cup of coffee...back in my younger days the food at railway stations was revolting!
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