Outward bound. Bag forced into the just too small overhead and no-where nearby to keep an eye on my pack. Too tired after finally dozing off after 2am. Radio 4/world service has too many interesting programmes early in the morning. I reset the sleep setting twice. I close my eyes. Only to be loudly awoken by my phone alarm. Kit on and time for breakfast. Taxi arrives and we glide through empty lanes of non-existent traffic. Within 15 minutes, i am allowed onto the train. The only fly in the ointment this morning was seeing sunday's forecast. I should be in the shelter of a tree-lined loch Lomond.