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I struggled to open our lockers with my electrical wristband for slightly too long and started to lose my rag/did lose my rag.
‘Why is life so complicated these days? There was nothing wrong with the £1 locker system.’
Louise took my wristband from me, immediately opened the door, and looked, for a few seconds, like she no longer loved me.
We arrived at York station at 10 am where a group of teenage girls disembarked, glugging large bottles of WKD and shouting “York! York! York!”
“Do you think they are going to have a better day than us?” I asked Louise.
“No, definitely not,” Louise said, struggling for signal on her phone to find directions to the Railway museum.
I didn’t answer my own question.
