Friday 20 January 2017

Scribble #41

The only journey I'm really thinking about right now is the one today to Birmingham, to see my mum. I haven't seen her in ages, not even at Christmas, when times were bad and she was working on selling her big old house after my grandfather died. It will be great to catch up again, and not just in the exchange of presents. Patch things up, and hope things will get better this year, when Mum plans to move closer to us. So it's a journey for her as well as for all of us.

Train journeys are peaceful, too. Well, not at the moment, of course.

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