York

I hopped on the early train up to York to visit Mick, June, Laura and Danny; we fed the robin, the blue-tits and the squirrels in the park, sat at a round table and ate Italian food, had tea and cake in a tea shop and had a lovely time catching up and talking our heads off. It was great to see them. Here we are under the trees on the way back to the station.
Photo taken by Danny.
On the way home, King's Cross station was filled with a huge mass of singing football fans and their drum: what an amazing sound! I recorded it but can't post it here, sadly. The funniest thing was them all cramming tightly into the carriages of a southbound Northern Line train, the singing and drumming being muted as soon as the the doors slid closed, but the tube train actually bouncing up and down at the platform in time to the drum! Ha ha!