The front parts

After a restive night coughing in Milton Keynes I headed back northwards.It seems like only yesterday that I was passing through Birmingham - oh, come to think of it, it was only yesterday. This time we approached via along the line that was blocked yesterday and paused just before getting into New St station. I was struck by this strange scene - the modern buildings in the background, the vacant site in the foreground and the big shuttered-up building with the columns stuck in the middle. Strange place.

I eventually saw some sunshine and blue sky as we passed through the Borders, and the welcome sight of Mr H who came to meet me at the station. Just managed to remember to get birthday cards for sister and great-nephew before subsiding for the evening - delicious meal, glass of red wine and a hot bath.