Back on the train with the laptop out. Like a rebel, I'm using a computer and a personal stereo in the quiet coach, as I did also on the journey to London. Quick reality check. I was on the first train at 17.58. It's now 20.58. I've had less than three hours in London. During this time, I've cycled to my destination, been hooted at, chained my bike, done a quick tech rehearsal, teched a show and then cycled back. I cycled back the long way, which meant a mile's detour. I know it was a mile because I have a new cycle computer which told me.

I'm cold, but my rugby shirt - cheap from the motorway services - has kept the worst of the cold away.

Good times.