Fantasy

I had my usual visit to Waitrose in the morning for a coffee and to buy sausages for Cosmo. In the late morning while I was waiting for the train over to Reading I had a fantasy. How would it be if from the station platform, instead of looking towards an apartment building, we looked over at Lake Como? With the arrival of the train the fantasy was erased and I headed over to Reading. There I had a wander round the town. Nothing too exciting, I bought a few odds and ends in W H Smith for the  forthcoming journey.