It was a dark & miserable morning when I turned up at Inverness rail station ready for the train home, I’d arrived early to grab a coffee at a station café & then sat people watching for a while. Trains from here depart to a few far flung places in Scotland so there was a mixture of passengers coming & going including travellers, commuters, drunks armed with standard issue cans of Special Brew & unsurprisingly a fair few blokes in kilts.
I was booked on the 08:05hrs train from Inverness to London Kings Cross & after being approached by an American in a kilt who wanted to tell me about his family roots in Scotland I made my way over to board my train. The journey down to London was an uneventful one fuelled on food & drink from the 1st class cabin crew. We stopped at Edinburgh, Newcastle, Darlington & York, once in London I entered the London Underground system with Diana & as per usual upset a few people heaving Diana on & off the tube trains. On arrival at Liverpool Street I caught a Chelmsford bound train & was back home just after 8pm, that was pretty good going all round.