One lost minute
To cut a long story short, I missed the last train back to York. The train was due to leave at 2200, and I arrived at 2201.
There are so many factors I can blame, some tenuous, some less so, and for a moment I’d actually believed that it wasn’t entirely my fault, but at the end of the day I’m the only one truly accountable for my own mistakes, and I must accept this and move on.
It is an expensive lesson (£46.85 to be precise), but a lesson learnt nonetheless.