I missed what happened, I just saw the aftermath – a million (more or less) shiny red hearts.
I don’t know why they were there, but it made an otherwise unmemorable platform a little bit more special.
Do people get engaged on platforms of busy stations?
Set off on their honeymoon?
Are some people met by confetti throwers when they get back from wherever they’ve been?
I have no idea, but I hope each of those hearts – and there were a lot – stands for a handful of special moments for whoever was involved.
The view of the sky through the train station windows was of a grey, storm-laden morning.
Looking out of the open end of the station was a completely different matter – blue sky and fluffy white clouds…
Luckily, the train was going to take me out of the station and into the blue* 🙂
Makes sense really;
if something can come out of the blue, then there has to be a way to get into the blue…
* not the Blues