Bwah ha ha ha ha. BWAH HA HA HA HA HA HAAAAAAAAA!
I got my bag back.
After days of being dicked about by train companies, I made it to Cardiff, where I was met by dear Mike Kruger and my BAG, complete with laptop. And passport. And masters. And stuff.
And those cancerous crisps were gone.
I am still concerned about those cancerous crisps. I still haven't replaced my cancerous phone. There is enough cancerous wireless about as it is.
I hope you were all nice to your mothers yesterday (and didn't give her cancerous crisps). I showed up at mine's at 11 or so, after she'd gone to bed, as I am a genius.