Last nights was a disaster. I'd brought the bike in on the train in the morning and was in regular office clothes. I left at 5.30 and cycled to the station to find there were no trains running, and that the buses they'd ordered as replacements wouldn't take bikes. No problem I thought, much as I don't like riding 12 miles in anything other than padded shorts, I'd cycle home. Just got halfway across Canterbury when a freak storm hit - flash flooding and strong gusts. I was soaked through to the skin in seconds and riding through two inches of water. Half a mile of this and I decided I'd had enough and headed for the City's other station thinking I'd take the long route via the coast. Got there, no trains for 1hr20 minutes. Cyled back to the office, locked it up by my desk and begged a lift of someone in another department who was leaving at 7.