Clackety Clack...

I am properly loving the train commute to / from work. Reading, listening to tunes, catching up on
Podcasts (how cool are they!!?!) and generally whizzing about the country marvelling at the distinct lack of Ferry Road in my life.

One of my very favourite things about it is sitting on a bench and listening to the rail tracks after a train has zoomed past - they zing and throng and crackle and whirr as the metal deals with the fact that several tonnes of metal has just run over it.

Zing. Fizz. Crackle. Whirrrrrrr. Clackety clack. Toot toot.

No don't worry, I've not lost the plot. Or maybe I have...