The train home to Ealing for me seems to have a nasty habit of deciding to change destination after I have got on it. Being an iPhone addict it usually takes me about two stops to notice that I am heading in completely the wrong direction and I inevitably end up here, in Perivale, huffing and puffing about about my own inability to pay attention and the inadequacies of the announcements on London Underground.
Tonight however I was treated to this sunset, for free. Sometimes it’s good to go the wrong way.
