Un-fare

I've just found out that the return train fare from my brother's to here is just under £100.

It's too much.

He was going to come and see me next month, so I didn't feel quite so isolated, but he can't afford it, so it looks like I won't be seeing anyone after all.

Me? Angry that I'm stuck up here, alone, in this god-forsaken miserable forgotten corner of the country that someone once described to me as the arse-end of the universe?

Perish the thought.