The train waiting on the platform departed just as we got to the bottom of the steps. We explored the station while we waited for the next one. When it arrived, we were standing right next to the buffet car, so went in search of a coffee. Before we reached the counter, the sight of a man eating a cooked breakfast changed my plan – I’ll have what he’s having! Before my food had arrived we’d already passed our station – but we knew we could always come back. By the time we’d finished eating we were at the end of the line in Leicester. We had time to have a look around the platform while the engine ran round to the other end of the train.