I live at a major railway junction, and though we get lots of trains stopping, we also have the fast mainline running non-stop through the middle of our station. When this says 'fast', it means it - definitely over 100mph much of the time. If you like trains, under the cut I've added three smaller pics to illustrate - one of what the mystical yellow line looks like, in case you can't imagine it(!) and two which are my best effort at capturing one of the fast trains in action.
Also my fills for heart and president. And now I'm all caught up!
The Yellow Line! Really quite a long way from the edge of the platform, as there's a real rush of air from the trains as they pass. All children have a huge fascination with said line - I remember well being constantly ordered not to put my toes over the edge, which annoyed me when no trains were passing. But they do sneak up on you.
Train arrives and leaves - speedily. This was as much as I could capture of a train passing, although I knew it was coming up behind me, and it must be about 100 metres long. These things *move*.
One of the many charity shops in my area. It's a shame I couldn't take the picture as planned in Valentine's week, when the window was full of paper hearts naming people who have suffered heart problems or who the charity has helped. But still: prompt fill!
We are a little short of presidential material in the UK, so my "President" has an accent in it! This is, as it says on the label, a French brand of butter. Pretty commonly seen around in London, though slightly rarer than I thought - once I had the idea for the photo, I had to try three supermarkets before I found it. Never thought I'd spend this much time lurking by the dairy counter!