It’s dark now when I get back to Didcot station, and it’s a mile and a half from the station to home. I rather foolishly lost my very expensive (but pretty old) Exposure Joystick front light on the train on Friday. I think it came off the folded Brompton when I threw it on the luggage rack, but I didn’t notice until I was outside the station to go home.
So I dug out one of our old front lights to use on Tuesday, but when I put batteries in it it didn’t work.
But I carry a small torch in my bag, so if I could get that to sit in the (now redundant) light bracket that I still had, I’d still be legal. Only problem was, it was too small for the bracket.
Cue a moment of brilliance from one Clarkie:
That’s a sanitary towel. Yup.
Well. It got me home?!