Trainspotting.

Swannie disappeared at about eleven o'clock this morning with all her camera gear. She didn't go very far though, she stopped in Langlee and found the footbridge over the railway to Netherdale was unoccupied. She chose her spot and it wasn't long until other people appeared and soon there wasn't room to move. It was worth it though, the long awaited train came down the track just after twelve.

She came back home after taking the picture then went away on foot to the station at the end of our street where the train sat for a few hours. There was a food and drink market on with a big marquee and stalls inside and out and a bit of a festival atmosphere.

I just stayed at home as I don't like strangers and there were hundreds of them out there. Lots of love, JJ, xx.