You're Better Off Without Him

Into Leeds on one train and back on the next, offering just a few minutes to grab some photos on the street from one of my favourite locations.

I had to go and retrieve my phone, which I left on the train coming back last night. I haven't done that for a while. I think this is the fourth time that my little Nokia has found its way back to me. And my kids tell me it's not smart. What do they know?