The Driver Vanishes

Train home from Dortmund was not horrible. It's good to be allowed to travel first class. It's not so good when some of your fellow travellers are obviously ill and spend most of the 2 and a half hours you are with them coughing.

Coughing without covering their mouth.

After about an hour I realised that he was as sick of coughing as we were and what was irritation turned to sympathy. Even more so when the hot drink he tried just made it worse.

Bless you Petal, I hope you got home ok and you're feeling better.

Conference was good. Seat in the train was better though. Pretty much right at the front of the train and I could see through the driver's windscreen. Wish I knew how to make the most, photographically speaking, of the view. That sense of the world coming at you is really pretty good.