Trainspotters
I'm on my way to Edinburgh. First time I've even been to Scotland, though I hear it's beautiful.
As we stop at places North of London, weird things about their nature reveal themselves.
For example "Doncaster" (if that is your real name) doesn't just have trainspotters like the rest of the world. It was entire families of them. Children with note books, bored wives and eagre husbands toting cameras.
Uh. Wow. It's 14:13, and I still have a long way to go on this train. I wonder what other weirdness I'll see.
[posted with ecto]