Timmy on a train

It\’s ever so slightly odd.

Crawling out of bed before sparrow fart to get to the mainline station, the one just further down the line than the local one that the express doesn\’t stop at.

Then, as dawn breaks, coming up back past where we often go walkies. But seeing it from the other side of the tracks as it were. Oooh, look! That\’s where Sam had a crap! Where Rosie found the dead cat. Where Jack put up a rabbit yesterday.

Anyway, trains, planes and automobiles today….

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