MORNING COMMUTE

G was going to London today so it was up and off early for the train. I dropped him at Skipton station; he went South, had lunch and then came back. Better than sitting in front of a computer all day I suppose. He had already decided to get a taxi home from the station as I have had a bad back for a couple of days and was not keen on dragging myself out in the evening, and levering myself into the car to pick him up. And this was fortunate as the frost which descended mid day turned the car into something out of Antarctica and it took a lot of time to clear it before I could drive home from work. It was even worse by the time G came home "from lunch".