You learn something new everyday. Today I learned that Christchurch used to be in Hampshire until 1974 whereupon it became part of Dorset. This blog is almost becoming educational, who’d have thunk it? Anyway, one of the “joys” of not being able to drive is having to rely on the kindness of others to take you places that no longer are served by the railways. Thanks, in part, to the railway networks being nationalised in the late 1940’s, a large number of local branchlines were closed because the government figured that if public transport wasn’t making a profit, it should be closed down. This means that there is no longer a route to Ringwood by rail – which was a problem as that’s where I wanted to go. Thankfully, my hosts at Ringwood were more than happy to play host to Bandit as well, so in order to make his life easier, I got the train to Christchurch so he could then collect me (as it was en-route from his abode and would save him the long drive of having to collect me from home) and we could drive to Ringwood instead. This afforded me the chance to collect another station in the Southampton to Bournemouth route. Then off for an afternoon/evening of fun with friends. What more could be wanted?