The Virgin First Class Lounge at Euston station is really rather swish, though the access provided to Scotrail customers travelling on the Caledonian Sleeper to Glasgow kind of sets the weary and worn nature of the Scotrail rolling stock in context. Free, proper coffee and soft drinks, biscuits, nuts, apples…cheap alcohol, comfortable seats, computers, showers. All the things you don’t get on the train. Except for the cheap alcohol, funnily enough.
Oh, and rodents. Susan saw a long tail disappearing and swears she heard squeaking. A box of poison was clearly on display. And according to one of the staff, they are aware ‘they have a problem’. Rats or mice? The jury’s out. But it’s a decaying sixties station and…
Anyway, the lounge closes at 11.00pm, as does the (very expensive – £8 a bag) left luggage store. So we had the rather grim experience of waiting for Scotrail (23.50 departure) to allow us aboard the train. Not until half an hour before sailing.
The northbound train was A LOT more pleasant than the southbound. Better lounges, with ‘the only real leather sofs on any British train’, better availability of drinks, and a breakfast delivered on trays with teapots, not a paper bag with crappy cardboard cups. You get a £2.50 voucher for drinks, too.One typically trainish toilet per coach, no showers and really cramped sleeping accommodation. No power points worked, no wi-fi, same as the way down.
BUT, even travelling first class, which means you don’t have to share a cabin with a stranger, you can get a reasonable deal on tickets and you save a night’s accommodation. And, whisper it, there’s something romantically daft about a sleeper train. Oh, the joy of watching the dawn break over…Motherwell. Though the run from London to Fort William is a long-term ambition…
Boat tonight and home tomorrow, all being well. NO MORE SHOPPING!

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