And so it begins ...

It's travel day again, back to Shetland. There's fog in Shetland so there will be delays tomorrow, but I haven't even managed to get away from Lancaster on time.

Look closely at the second line down. Edinburgh train delayed by over an hour, and increasing.

Well, it's only a delay. No one is dead, one hopes.

I find the travel days tough. I have two separate lives, one in Shetland and one in England, and they are utterly different. The travel messes with your head, because you get settled in each life and then after two weeks, you rip yourself up and head off for the other life. You then repeat the process two weeks later, except in reverse.

I suppose I'm lucky in that I get to live twice as much life as the normal person... I think!