We were unable to buy tickets at Uckfield Station, and once we'd boarded the train W was certain we would be arrested for Fare Evasion and spend Xmas in jail, but he calmed down after the Conductor had been round and issued us with permits.
He spend the journey standing on the seat so he could see properly out of the window, but he sat down briefly to tell me a joke:
'Did you know, New Dad, that the inventor of Predictive Text has just died? His funfair will be held next sundial! Hahahahaha!'
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