Arriving at Biggleswade train station on Weds evening felt like Benjamin arriving at Spent/Royston Vasey. All other train passengers had got off along the route at civilised places like Stevenage. There were gradually fewer and fewer people …or lights… or anything at all.
I was on my way to a residential course at Old Warden Park, near Shuttleworth which is near Biggleswade, near Bedford… The onward leg of the journey from Biggleswade is inaccessible by bus and was all a bit eerie. Had to wait for a cab from the local taxi firm – was most surprised it wasn’t Bab’s Cabs
Maybe next time