Train home.
Not too, too busy today. As usual I am over tired though. I really should get a better nights sleep. Pottering in the attic last night & I shall potter some more when I get home. The old pantomime of being home, but not being home. As Louise’s mum is visiting, I can get away with this.
Just been reading the paper. International news is depressing. We are still as www.seruv.org.il at some point. It looks to be honourable people in the face of national stupidity.