Using a ticket machine

I forget that things are less convenient on a Sunday.

Today I rocked up to Poole station only to realize that it was Sunday and there was nobody at the ticket booth.

So I had to learn to use the ticket machine.

Luckily there was a guy before me, and I asked him whether he was in a rush to catch the train. When he said no, I asked if he could show me how to use the machine.

He got me to type in my destination, then a few route options came up, one was "any route", one was "clapham" and the last was "havant". The first option would have been the most expensive, and I didn't want to go into London. The National Rail website had said that I could go to Southampton, then Fratton, then Haywards Heath.

(Perhaps I should add here that I'm going to Hailsham for the next little while to visit another Aunty, and she's picking me up from Haywards Heath)

Anyway, so Havant. Where on earth is that? So the two of us were just peering at this map, I had my finger on Poole and Haywards Heath and he was trying to find Havant somewhere in between...

We eventually found it and the rest was sweet :)

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