This is my space now...

...even if my Mum’s rucksack is on it too.

And the reason that Mum’s rucksack was on it too is that she dumped it there when she got in the door just before 9pm because of Railway chaos.

Two hours sitting about Waverley with nothing headed in my direction because of trespassers on the line. Eventually a Glasgow Queen Street Service ran, I hopped on that and called MrR to come and rescue me at Polmont.

Interesting fact that I discovered Polmont and Croy are exactly same distance from my house...but I’d have to stay on the train longer to get to Croy...so Polmont wins!

Grateful to be home tonight.