Well, that attempt at getting my Pixel 6a battery replaced under the recall programme could have gone better.

First I missed the announcement one stop before the one I needed that the train would be running fast to the end of the line, because I was listening to music.

Then, when I got to the terminus, the first train back evaporated from the departure board, so I had to wait another 15 minutes. I suspect that was supposed to be the one I arrived on, which pulled in at completely the opposite side of the station to usual, and I should have just stayed there instead of legging it across. But there was absolutely no indication of this on the departure boards.

While I was waiting, the post I was leaning on suddenly sprung a leak and soaked my t-shirt sleeve and shoulder.

Finally, by the time I got back to the intended station, I realised that there wouldn't be time for them to do the replacement before closing time, so I just stayed on the train home.

Now I'm changing to a dry t-shirt and heading out to the best local pub to comfort myself with some nice Indian food.