Big (fiberglass) dinosaurs spotted in the back of a removals van in Newquay.
Rose Bay Willow Herb nodding at the train.
A ladder and plank, laid across a small stream, a temporary bridge.
Over the railway line an old leaking aqueduct strides.
The lady talking to her Black Labrador dog about the train.
Taking turns sharing bites of our single apple.
A field of Naked sheep and then fields of gold.
An old dead tree, arms raised, dressed in an ivy pullover.
Skeletal remains of a wooden hull revealed in the tidal estuary.
The woman moving down the train in a hooded top and shorts wears a large white wedding hat and veil on her head.
Snippets of over-heard conversations, “Ringo Star sold out doing that Thomas the tank engine” –
Teignmouth, its blue/grey sea strolling along its Red cliffs.
To and fro on the table top my pen rolls to the gentle pitch of the train.
A person in a white hat moves through a crop, now shoulder high, in a distant field.
An iron railway bridge now disused with buddleia growing its length.
The melancholic down-at-heel caravan park with its big pink (plastic) flamingo sign.
A sound, like a small cassette tape being played whilst fast-forwarding, is audible on the train.
A canal boat, the Iceland Gull, entering the city.
‘Quick and Messy’ a graffiti tag on the wall at the entrance to a tunnel.
The silhouette of Scaffolding embracing a church spire.
Two people sharing a kiss on a footbridge over the canal.