To work

It was a beautiful but freezing morning.  

As I was walking across Waterloo bridge these three were striding across while the cyclists race by.

Another busy day in the office with not much time for lunch.

I also worked late to get something finished.

After another race to the train.

Every evening there is always someone phoning home.  The conversation always goes "Hello I'm on the xxx train.  I'll be home at xxxx.  Miscellaneous chat usually followed by Love you".  Everyone on the train is of course listening.  I prefer the not so obvious text message.