I woke at 5am yesterday morning with a nasty stomach cramp, it felt like a bubble in my stomach, I got up and went to the loo and went back to sleep.
When I woke at 8am the cramp remained. So I took IBS meds, I was on IBS meds all day because something wasn't right.

Anyway, I had to get a shower and finish packing for my journey, ready to check out at 10am.

My mediator wanted to skype but there wasn't time. I had got a bit cross and confused about what he had sent to the investigation.

I checked out and then I had to walk up the hill with my heavy backpack, I went to tea hour and had a tea and a bacon roll, then I had yet another hill to climb to the cash point.

On the way back I had a milky coffee and listened to the gossip. Then I went to the train station.
I had expected a wait as trains are only every hour, but trains were delayed or cancelled, so I was sitting there for some time, thankfully I had my book and plenty to eat and drink.

Eventually I got the train, and I was lucky it wasn't too crowded, I had a seat on my own and had my music and my book, so it was good.
I even went and hung my head out the window a while.
We got into London in the late afternoon.

I had been having chest pains all day and my fear of the crowds in London made them worse, so I took asperin, I crossed London without a problem and got straight on another train and by evening I was home, tired but ok.
I got my chip butty and cuppa and sat in my corner and read my book.
The forecast rain had moved over so it was mainly dry, just a light shower.

Eventually I tucked down, but the first night out after a week in is never very comfortable. I was asleep by midnight and woke to a rain shower at 2am, scrambled for the porch and dozed and slept lightly until 6.20am.

I got up and went for breakfast and read my book, then came here to the coffee shop.