It had to happen. Just as I finish the post we get told that our train will, today for our pleasure and convenience, be ending in Ingolstadt. We should all please get out of the train and pile into another one that is waiting for us. We get to take a lovely detour via Donauwörth and Augsburg.

And, if we’re lucky, we’ll be only about 90 minutes late. I will get a refund, which sort of makes me wish I’d paid full whack for the trip and not got the cheaper ticket and used a coupon to make it even cheaper. Or, better still, flown. Except travelling from Munich airport into Munich is a soul-destroying activity at the best of times.

Oh, and, the bottle of water kindly sprayed most of itself over my trousers.

Technology, don’t trust it!