Up earlier this morning than I prefer. I was at the railway station with my bike in tow in time to leap on the 8.27 train to London. Then it didn't move so I transferred to the 8.55, mindful of my 9.30 meeting time and hoping that the usual pre meeting delays would make my 'late' into 'on time'. It's now 10.30 and my third attempt to board a train has gotten me just past Hayes. With some luck, I'll get to the meeting at 11.30. Yay. Go England. Signalling problems at Maidenhead indeed. Why do we have to suffer this crap? Why did I bother getting out of bed at all? Sigh.