On the Bridge

Spent a couple of hours this afternoon with my eldest grandson, having a bit of man time (well, he is nearly nine.) We walked around the local area looking for a photo, and ended up on this railway bridge waiting for a train to come. We waited nearly half an hour and nothing came; well it is Sunday after all. 
We then went to the park for a bit of football. I wish I had his energy. I was knackered after half an hour, and will probably pay for it tomorrow with some very stiff muscles.