Quite possibly the worst journey home since moving to London. On arriving at Paddington station I discovered that my front bike wheel had been stolen. What could anyone possibly want with one bloody wheel? And how did they ‘smuggle’ it out of the train station? Then to finish, I had the arduous journey home waiting for a bus for about 30 minutes, then it was of full and they wouldn’t let anyone on. So I had to walk back home. Now I’m thinking how to claim the costs back – it wasn’t locked up (well the wheel wasn’t) and it has to be fixed. Why didn’t I just say that my bike had been stolen? Oh well, they are bound to screw me anyway. Maybe I’ll just get a car…..