Bridge

I love walking under this in the evening. Partly because it means it's hometime, but also because I just like it. Whatever colour it is. I always wonder how on earth it got build without all the modern equipment we use now to build bridges.

On the topic of bridges, my day should have been about two hours on trains, but ended up being around five. Mostly standing like a wee sardine making forced friends with fellow sardines, since lots of carriages are away to Fife in an attempt to minimise disruption caused by the closed road bridge. Cosy.