Today was our Christmas Lunch. The day when the whole Healthcare team goes out for a slap-up lunch after a morning of presentations about the shape of our business for last year and what we are expected to achieve during the coming year. The team also learns what their bonus will be.
I have, for years now, been 'Quizmaster' and am expected to put together a quiz that people do over their lunch and the winners get the exciting prize of a box of chocs. This year was no exception. I spent Wednesday evening putting together a 'killer' quiz for them and delivered it on Thursday lunchtime. This photo is some of the team enjoying a bit of the Christmas spirit. Sorry it's so poor - on board flash!!
That was the start of my little mini 'nightmare'......
I left the restaurant and made my way onto a train at 6.30pm and did a 'Linda Classic' and fell asleep over my book. The next thing I knew, I woke up and the train was hurtling along in what appeared to be the wrong direction. It was. It was also dark in the carriage and there were no passengers. It was scary. I got up and walked along the carriage to the end and its door was locked. It was exactly like being in a weird horror movie. I panicked and tried banging on the door. No-one heard me. I tried to open the outside door but the train had electric doors and they were disabled. I did the only thing I could think of. I pulled the emergency cord. You know the one, the one that has a BIG sign saying 'Penalty for improper use £100'. It was pitch dark so I had to grope my way around the door to find the pull switch but eventually I found it and the train came to a stop.
The lights went on and the guard came through the train. He claimed to have checked the train at Guildford but obviously didn't check it very well. The train stopped at the next station, I got off, crossed the bridge and got on one returning to Guildford. It was early, I'd got on the train originally at 6.30pm and it was only 7.30pm before I was back on my way home. The train had been taken out of service because it was a commuter train and wasn't needed for a return trip to London, just my luck! If it had been on a normal trip, I'd just have been able to get off at the next scheduled stop.
I had a lucky break. If I'd woken later, I could have been in a train bedroom somewhere with lots of trains asleep around me and no people until the morning. Phew!
This is something of habit for me. I had to walk home from Sandhurst station recently because I'd forgotten to get off at Blackwater where David was sitting in the car waiting for me (and his mobile was at home). I've also ended up in Fleet when I missed my stop on the way home from London one night.....need I go on? I just thank good fortune that I found the emergency button.