February 10th – After a cold and unpleasant morning commute, and subsequent trip into Birmingham during the day, I returned via the Cross City to Shenstone, my favourite of all night time railway station. Except that when I alighted, it wasn’t quite night yet; there were still fingers of daylight on the cloud-cover and the combination of natural and electric night was rather wonderful.

Glad I made it to Friday, was touch and go for a bit…

June 28th – Back in Leicester for a meeting, early morning. Returning at lunchtime, I sat waiting with my bike for what seemed like an age at the barren, lonely South Wigston station. I’m by no means a train anorak, but I’m interested in the different things that pass. This bright yellow Plasser & Theurer rail grinder waited at distant signals for 10 minutes before rolling noisily past. The thunder is still quite awesome.