Another unlovely day

For the second time in three months I found myself travelling to Wales for a funeral today. But whereas my Dad's took place on a bright sunny winter's day in a not unpleasant former coal port on the West Wales coast, my Uncle's was held in the pouring rain in the post-industrial surroundings of the South Wales Valleys.
The trains didn't help; one hour late going down and 30mins (so far) coming back. And I'll have spent 11 hours travelling for 90 minutes there!