Todmorden

This morning I stood at the bus stop, it was raining. Across the road there was a woman and her boy friend waiting for their bus which would take them in the opposite direction, They had the benefit of a glass bus shelter and as I glanced across they appeared to be staring at me, they held that stare until my bus came. This reminded me of Sundays entry and the goldfish.


I took the bus to Halifax then another to Todmorden where I took this picture on the towpath.