I’m just kicking about the train, everyone else is in bed. We’ve had so little trouble recently that we don’t worry about watching out for attacks. Also, when we have been ‘attacked’ the train has held up pretty well…
I’ve been sitting with my nose pushed up against the window, looking out. It’s thrashing it down. It’s windy. Its the kind of weather that you just want to be tucked up in your own bed. I’m rapidly forgetting what things like that are like…