No Water

"Hi Stuart, just got on board and been told they don't have any drinking water"
The message over social media received from my brother K, at the very start of his long journey home to Frankfurt from Fort William. The Glasgow bound train does stop briefly at Roy Bridge station about 20 minutes after setting off from the town. We had a couple of bottles handy and I drove to the station, nipped down the steps, and passed them in the door to K as the train stopped. I was pleased to assisist in his drive to remain fully hydrated for the trip.
Appalling, he is returning to his appartment which was recently burgled after he departed. His wife (also K) had a shorter break than K and she had the misfortune to arrive home from work to the devastation last week. 

It has been a desk day punctuated by errands and annoying and inaccurate email correspondence.

Finally got a wee bit of fresh air with the dogs before dark. This is Caley, my last photo of the day. My first was of the drinking water free train.
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