mostly david ephgrave

I’m still recovering from a late, stressful night on Sunday when I tried - and failed - to get home from a Paul McCartney gig at the O2. Thankfully, I had the foresight to book a hotel room in case I ran into trouble or things would have been far worse, which is stupid really, as it shouldn’t have been so difficult to get back (no pun intended), even on a Sunday; I checked the trains and tubes before going into town and there were options right up to 1:30am; I was so confident I’d be fine I switched my booking to a hotel closer to King’s Cross as I thought this would be more convenient if I got stuck, as one way or another I had to get to Stevenage the next morning for a hospital appointment; this change ended up being the fly in the ointment when I discovered on leaving the gig that it would be hard to get anywhere , let alone the other side of the river; it was as if the venue and the surrounding transport network hadn’t realised the 20,000+ people watching Mac...