The irate owner told us that as she was now back and in command, we had to leave, so we told her that as we still had a week to go, and it not being our fault that she came back, I will keep all the money that we made so as to pay for lodgings before we went to Scotland. She went pale, then red, and I think she was as near to spitting me in the eye as she ever was to spitting someone in the eye, as she knew that I had her nicely in the bag, the money still in my bank account. I had kept the books diligently, but when I wanted to go over everything with the woman, she told me shortly that she was not interested in my bookkeeping, but I had just to give her all the money, and she would then devide it. Anna and myself talked it over, but we could nor trust her, and was afraid that as soon as she had the money, she would chuck us out! So I told her that I could not find my bank in Windsor, and she threw another tremendous tantrum, but later excepted it, as there really was no HSBC to be found!
As we had no word from Joe yet, him being still away from home, we decided to go for an interview for another job for Anna, and I would go on to Chipping if neccessary. This job was in Chichester, and early the next morning we were in Slough, waiting for our train. At the designated time a train came in, and we not too sure if it was the right train, I got on quickly to ask the passengers, as there was no-one else around. I was just in when the doors closed, and the bally train started moving. I tried to open the doors, but they were firmly closed, and the last I saw on looking back was a forlorn looking Anna waving and looking after the train with huge black eyes full of panic. I sat back on an empty seat, but before I could get to my cell phone, Anna phoned, quite hysterical, but she calmed down when I said I would get off at the next station, and try and come back.
A moment later my phone rang again, and Anna informed me that it was actually myself that was on the wrong train. There were two trains, of which the milktrain as they called it, stopped at every station, and took hours to reach Chichester. She was now on the fast train, and as it only stop at the main stations, she would be in Chichester long before me. Luckily we haven't got to the first station, as the fast train did not stop there, and by the time we got to its first stop, it would already have dropped Anna at Chichester! Almost! So I sat it out, watching the landscape scenery pass by oh, so slowly, and about three hours after Anna, I got down at Chichester! We took a bus to the inn where Anna had an appointment, and of course, we being two bally ninnyhammers, we got onto the wrong train again, and this thing took us at breakneck speed all across the country, miles and miles away from Windsor. We simply got onto the first train that went the right direction, and did not notice that the line made a split a few kilometres on. The conductor was sweet, and Anna at her best can charm a bally snake from its hole, and he gave us notes to get on the right train when we got off this one, as it also only stop at the main stations. We stormed into King Cross station in the early hours of the morning, after having travelled all night! But as soon as we were on the train to Slough, we got a message from Joe, giving us the news that we could come and work! We were ecstatic!