Sliding into Christmas

On the whole, the day was quite without incident apart from the wee bus that has been running free between the village and the station was replaced by the normal number 71 so not only did I have the joy of the bus turning up late, I had the pleasure of travelling to work with a grumpy driver on a freezing cold, unheated bus and paying for the privilege. Everything else is winding down. The trains are quiet, the streets are quiet, the office is quiet and even the shops seem quiet.