Visiting The Big City

I recently took No 3 daughter on a shopping trip to the Big City; No 4 daughter opted to chill out at home with Dad instead, so it was just the two of us that caught the train at our local station. We did not have long to wait, and were about half way down the platform, when I could hear a dickens of a racket and eventually, we could see two ladies, each toting a massive suitcase on wheels, and with several small children in tow.

I was really surprised - and very saddened - to see that no-one in the area of the steps they were walking down made any effort to help or even offer to help, even though there were several strapping young men waiting there. When the train arrived, No 3 daughter and I walked over to the ladies and asked if they would like any help getting their bags on the train. Their faces lit up, but they explained they were sure they could manage, and they thanked us profusely. No-one else offered to help them at all, out of at least fifty people on that platform :-(

As DD3 and I took our seats, we could hear the ladies remarking how lovely it was that someone had offered to assist them; they sounded delighted and shocked, which was a sad indictment of how much help they must have had on their travels so far.

DD3 and I had heaps of fun wandering round the shops and making a few purchases.

This made us smile: if you click on the photo to see a larger version, on the left is a coffee shop chain called "Costa" and on the right is a clothes shop called "coast" - same letters, different order :-)

Flags out for the Six Nations Rugby season.....

And this large sign:

"Brains" is a famous Welsh brewery, producing real beer.

"Croseo i Gymru" is Welsh for "Welcome to Wales"

A "cwtch" is a cuddle :-)