Text conversation ‘twixt me and The Hildy.
Me: Where is my train? It’s 15 minutes late but the display still says it’s on time. Have I got a magic time travel train? That would be cool but not likely with SW trains.
The Hildy: Remember the train from The Polar Express. Any minute now it will arrive and take you off to the North Pole to see Santa.
Me: Wow! Really? That’s great.
Me (again): Oh bugger, it’s a shitty SW Trains train coming into the station. Oh well, maybe tomorrow I’ll have a magic train.
The Hildy: Tomorrow u will have a magic train. It’s important to keep your dreams alive.
Sometimes I think that The Hildy is the only person in the world who really understands me. I’m looking forward to seeing Santa tomorrow as well.
If not then I’ll just go to Brighton instead. There are plenty of worse places to visit.