Sunday, 12 July 2009


I stood on a footbridge with Rachel as a train came down the tracks, and we waved at the train driver. And he waved back.


Mart said...

he was probably having a fit.

Louis XIV, 'The Sun King' said...

No! He was waving! And everyone – me, Rachel, the driver – was a little bit happier.

Mart said...

i hear he crashed!