Yes, it’s back to weightless reports again.
I took the now traditional 11:44 train from Newcastle (left about 10 minutes late), changed at Cheltenham (arrived more or less on time) and waited the equally traditional 40 minutes for the direct train to Pencoed where I was met by my brother (arrival also more or less on time).
And here I am. Food has been consumed, a glass of wine may have been drunk. Random acts of photography may be committed over the next few days, but for now here’s another Newcastle Snowdog:
|Taken||14:20, 19 September, 2016|
This one’s been painted with snow scene, which seems quite appropriate for a Snowdog. But hold on – let’s take a closer look at that…
|Taken||14:21, 19 September, 2016|
It’s the Snowman with his Snowdog. This Snowdog contains a Snowdog. This is the kind of thing that causes disturbances in the space-time thingumy, and really shouldn’t be encouraged…