5th of December
A group of children were singing carols as I got off the train tonight. Christmas on its way.
Excluding the great railway terminals, train stations can by their very nature be transitory, impersonal, cold places, especially on a dark night.
The singers transformed the platform, and as their voices carried they transformed the whole station. Their lovely singing was so moving because of the location. As corny as it sounds, it was a welcome home.