It's The Real Thing

Here I am, en route to my Waverley train platform captured candidly by my phone around about the same time that the bottle of coke came open in my bag and soaked everything.  I felt the coke dripping out of the bottom of the bag and managed to get my phone out before it was damaged.   I'd have been in a right pickle with no eticket for the train.  You can't go wrong with paper.  Although a bottle of coke on paper wouldnt be great either, I guess. 

The four and a half hour journey was largely spent sleeping off yesterday's excesses.