|Enjoying a wee break by Edinburgh Castle, en route to Nottingham.|
Oh gosh I do love travelling by train. You never know what is going to happen, and which lovely people you are going to meet.
Oh and by the way, I know that in the past there have been some adventures that Gail has - wrongly in my view - classified as misdemeanours, but these days I have learned that it all goes better if I concentrate more on the happy smiles and less on the barking and the escapology. So it was on Friday.
At Edinburgh, a lively group of young men came and sat just along the carriage from us. You could see they were well organised.
"Right, poker players round one table, drinkers round the other" said their top dog chappie as they were forcing their bags precariously into the overhead luggage space.
Although I did later notice that in fact they all were making use of the crate of beer they'd brought along.
Now look at me here!
Oh I can't tell you how grown up and, well, masculine I felt when I was invited to join the poker party.
But Gail says I shall have to work on my 'poker face'. And tail.
PS I know you all want to hear about HGD. Well he is 'semi-settled' in his new home, and still gives Gail a HUGE smile whenever he sees her. I am going to be allowed to visit later today. Yippee!