I have never felt any fondness for Aberdeen train station. It's very convenient for the centre of town but that has always been the extent of its benefits in my book. It has a faded looking café slash pub called the lemon tree. It's got the de rigeour WHSmiths. It has no posh coffee shop. Or even booth. Even Preston station has a booth. It's drafty. It's got narrow ticket gates. The whole station has a shabby disreputable air about it.
But today, wonder of wonders. I had to rush to the toilet before I boarded the train and I rushed to the toilets, only to find a turnstile requiring 20p. For me, this was the final nail in the coffin so I stalked off. But then spied the sign for the first class lounge. Now I wouldn't normally go first class but I'm working, long journey, need the power sockets for my laptop. If only they worked. Inverness train yesterday and they didn't work. Today they don't work. Arrggh. Anyway.
I thought the first class lounge surely must have a toilet so off I darted. And oh my. The finest toilets I've seen since Malmaison. Super doper fast drying air hand dryer thingy. Sparkley clean. The whole lounge was clean, bright, fresh. A pleasant faced young man crazily let me in without making me sign into the special book.
And then if you have time to kill, there's a nice little coffee machine, all kinds of soft drinks in fridges that one could enjoy, a fine array of pastries, all sorts of little bags of snacks. It's practically a Charlie and the chocolate factory enclave amidst the dinge. I settled for snatching a pocket size pack of Burts before dashing for my train.
So almost worth a visit to Aberdeen. If you're going first class. But hey, don't go crazy. read more