...but the two old buffers I met out on my ride today were rather perplexed to discover that the train they had been hoping to catch home had been cancelled. And the station they were aiming for was shut. And the line had been ripped up. In 1964.
They were quite chirpy about it though, said their map was "a bit old" and could see the funny side. They sounded a bit surprised about the M62 as well, but were looking forward to a nice long walk to the nearest station in Rochdale, bless 'em.
Anyway, had good day out on the bike despite the mud and standing water everywhere, much better than being in work:
(Torrential downpour just out of shot.)