The train was so chokka with young people that I couldn't be bovvered to fight my way through the train to the first class carriage with my bag and my large lump of wood. And anyway where I was sat I could enjoy the air coming in and refreshing me from the window in the door which still opens (unlike the "air conditioned" rest of the train incl. first class).
I suppose you know REDRUM is MURDER backwards...
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