The Flying Scotsman

I just want to get home now. A good week down south but home is calling.
Up at 5am washed, packed and had breakfast at 6.30am. I was out of the hotel at 7.10am and on the 8.07am train to Waterloo. Then I got lost on the underground for the next 40 minutes before ending up at King's X to catch the 10am 'Flying Scotsman' back to Edinburgh.

Joy to be home :O)