This is the tube station at 7:30am with people heading into London for work (I would have had to have left at 7:00am if I was still working). And this image fills my head with the Sheena Easton song My Baby Takes The Morning Train, also called 9 to 5 (morning train)
I headed out for a pre-dawn walk hoping to get shots of dawn, which looked as if it was going to be glorious, but faded away into nothing and greyness. I had hoped that disappearing off for a walk in the morning while the offspring slept would be possible and took off for a 3 hours 8.3 mile walk. Unfortunately I arrived back to distressed offspring, in pain and most aggrieved I hadn't been around to get her into the pain killers as neither of her hands was working properly. Since then she has taken enough opiates to allow me to relocate the displaced bone, so she now has use of that hand. And she slept through all this morning: grit teeth and smile.
Three good things:
1. Good three hour walk, even if the aftermath wasn't great
2. Fun session of Guides
3. The Guides didn't choose any of the handicrafts that I really didn't want to organise for the handicraft competition.
Night photography is my favourite and this is a great example of why that is so... I like this a lot but I could do without Sheena East on reverberating inside my head ;-)). I don't know how you keep cheerful... you're an inspiration.
