Sevenoaks; Friday, 12 November, 2021

Originally this was supposed to be a weekend in Bavaria, but that had to be cancelled a few weeks out and so I’d activated my back-up trip down to Sevenoaks.

However, when I’d booked it in I’d just matched the days of the trip, without really taking into account that the Friday was going to be a travel day, so on autopilot I’d booked the Thursday night in the hotel in Sevenoaks as well.

By the time I’d realised what I’d done the prices had risen so much that it was considerably cheaper to keep the four-night stay, including the Thursday, than to change it to a three or two night stay.

So, I spent the whole of Friday working out of the hotel in Sevenoaks.

Despite being less than 30 miles from London, Sevenoaks doesn’t have the public transport infrastructure that you’d expect. The last bus from the hotel – which was opposite the train station – up the quite steep hill into town, is just after 4pm each evening, meaning my options for the evening were either a long slog up the hill into the centre of town, or to eat in the hotel restaurant. The rain hammering on the windows of my room as I powered down my laptop at 5pm giving me the answer that I was going to stay put, eat in the hotel and have an early night.