Heading to the Dark Side

So I dash home from work early in order to give Harriet a lift to the railway station in Halifax. Halfway there she realises that she has forgotten the tickets to the concert.

So we head back home through the rush hour traffic but it was too late for her to  return to Halifax to catch her preferred train. I eventually took her in thick fog over the narrow and steep lanes of Norland to Sowerby Bridge Station for the next train to Manchester Victoria.

I'll be out again in the fog later tonight to collect her from the station.

As I am out on Thursday and Friday night next week I will be expecting the favour to be returned.

The hat is from Lithuania.