I was quite proud of the train service from Dover. The man at the ticket desk was helpful and friendly, the elevator was working fine with plenty of room to take Bike to platform 2, the high speed service to St Pancras was waiting there and I still had time to buy a coffee and newspaper before we departed. And Bike was allowed on any carriage with a seat near by for me to stay in view.
Then an elderly lady came and sat next to me. She didn't like train journeys so would welcome a chat. So chat we did in the hour and a half trip into London. But we made a curious pair. She admitted to the onset of Alzheimer's ("it makes playing Bridge difficult as I can't always remember what I bid") while I told her about my tinnitus. So I couldn't really hear what she was saying, especially with the many roaring tunnels on the route, and she couldn't recall what she'd said. But we got along fine and the time passed by quickly.
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