Recent away days by train have been taken first class. Top up costs compared to cattle class tickets have been modest. And the more space I have for the gammy leg the better.
Granted, the free coffee, box of sandwiches and wider backside resting space doesn’t tend to justify the top up. But I can afford it as long as I don’t survive another five years! So I pay it. Usually.
The Cross Country trains experience on 23rd December where a Manchester to Plymouth service comes into play saw hideously high first class fares. So, reluctantly, I booked standard class and will join the great unwashed on our journey to the West Country for the last football match before Christmas.
I’m already excitingly planning a packed lunch with cricketing favourites of pork pies and scotch eggs with haribos and chocolate likely to be supplemented by hot chocolate in two flasks coming from Chris.
And while checking the times of the trains next week I thought I’d also recheck the first class ticket price. Having a Disabled Railcard knocks a third off the fare, so maybe there is a bargain to be had.
Price for two day returns? £543. I’ll stick to riff raff class.
December 17, 2017 at 10:43 am
Hi Dave. I have been following your blog after seeing you were a fellow flyertalker.
I had my moment this year when I realised I wasn’t mortal and it does make you reassess what is important in life ( heart attack which I seem to have recovered well from)
I have no idea how you are motivated to write daily bit I hope to read them for a lot longer!
Have a great christmas
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December 17, 2017 at 11:01 am
Thank you. Yes, hang on in there if you can and enjoy what life brings you.
The lack of flying has impacted my amount of writing!
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