I’m letting Stirling’s ‘silly bridge’ as the Grandmother used to call it, illustrate what the view might be as you leave town. Well, if you leave by train.
This time I’m planning to be up in the air, but couldn’t resist showing you this photo which I took on my way to London two weeks ago. With a view like that, even a witch with a wobbly mobile phone can get it right.
I did ponder waiting until ‘next time’ but realised that it could be quite a while before I’d be in that spot, with such good weather and such a clear view, that I’d be an idiot not to do it right then.
I decided not to be an idiot.
Bon voyage. I hope.