I'm on the 11:15 from St Pancras so they might just get a postponement in before I leave. If they delay it any further and then call it off, I may have to see if I can get off in Market Harborough and sneak back into London.
And just to embarrass myself, PNE away last season, so out of touch was I that I was blissfully unaware that the game had been postponed due to North End having a load of Antartican international call-ups or something. I realised all was not as it should be when sitting on the Megabus approaching Luton, reading my Daily Mirror - scanning the fixtures I noticed that our match wasn't listed. As my stomach lurched downwards, I decided it might not be a bad idea to check that email United sent me earlier in the week. The next stop was Manchester...
I got off in Manchester, helpfully told the driver that when he counted up the passengers to make sure there were no stowaways he'd be one short because "I don't want to go to Preston now" and then legged it before he could ask me any embarrassing questions. I'd booked a return Megabus later that evening but couldn't be arsed to wait for it so got the train to Knutsford, walked to the services on the M6 and hitched south. I ended up getting a lift all the way from there to Richmond which is four stops away on the train from my home in Ashford. Not bad really, especially as it turned out the guy was a Cardiacs fan. This fact, added to the fact that I was the only person on eBay selling a Cardiacs book, made it much easier for him to track me down when I left my Blades woolly hat in his car.
Fever Hitch 2 anyone?