I like cheap. Manchester to London trains are cheap if you buy at the right time and specify a specific service that you want to travel on several weeks in the future.
And I’m yet to miss a train and end up paying full fare on the day, although it could always happen.
Today I regretted this. The Oldham match finished around 2pm. I’d built in sorrow drowning time just in case a relegation that once seemed likely occurred. That possibility was avoided last week though.
This left the two of us tired on the outskirts of London with a three hour wait to our train and not being allowed to hop on an earlier one. Time to eat? Not hungry. Time to drink? I’m not exactly a heavy drinker and there’s a car to drive later.
So time to get bored in and around Euston station concourse. Sitting on hard chairs or benches which, after a time, cause genuine pain to my back and coccyx.
Maybe next time I’ll just cough up the extra £40 or so and make life easier. Some of that will save on drinks and food bought in the waiting period anyway. It’s not always essential to grab a bargain.