Eurostar… again!

The lovely people (sarcasm is just one of the services I offer) at Eurostar have excelled themselves this week by giving me a £10 discount.

I booked my £50 outbound and £30 return tickets and was introduced to a new way of adding:


That really is what it said. No explanation given. I can only assume they have a seven year old doing work experience.

Needless to say I entered my details and clicked “accept” before it changed. I will write in a few weeks about how it caused me a four hour delay, and how the French policeman attacked me with his sniffer dog/butt of his rifle whilst screaming “you owe us money” (in French of course).