It was pissing it down yesterday. So much so that I was worried about walking the three minute journey from my house to the station with my new digital slr. At the station the wooden roofs were leaking violently with water gushing (is that Onomatopoeia) everywhere.
With this in mind the train couldn't come any sooner and for the first time ever I was very grateful to be standing on the train in the warmth.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment