Well, I took the bike back to the shop today after testing out the commuting via the train. Everything went well, folding was good, train was nice and other than the rain the cycling was excellent - I want, nay, I need a Brompton ! I did, however, manage to leave my bag on the train - probably due to concentrating on getting the bike off and not bashing it into anyone - my bag that contained not only my high viz stuff, but also all my keys and my wallet !!!
The station people were very helpful and phoned the next stop down the line and got the guard and the station master to check the train but they could find no sign of the bag -- this meant 3 things .. 1) I needed to cancel my cards, 2) needed to change the locks on the house and car (since my wallet has my address) and 3) needed to tell Mrs Cisamcgu what a d*ck I am
Well, I did No 3) first, and she was less than happy - which is understandable, and came out with the line "Well, if you are this stupid on your first trip on the Brompton, perhaps you better not get one !" I took her car and drove home, preparing to start a multitude of phone calls, some which might prove rather expensive. However, there was joy when my colleague at work phoned to say that the train people had phoned my office, having found the bag and worked out where I worked from my staff card.

So, I turned the car around, drove to the station, picked up my bag, dropped off the Brompton and went back to work a happy and relieved chap
Now all I need to do is write a letter to the train people thanking them profusely and sweet-talk Mrs Cisamcgu into relenting about the
Ho hum
Andrew