26th January 2012, and another day out on the local rail system.
It was a grey rainy day, we were both sat at home twiddling our thumbs, well not literally, I was endlessly trolling through the posts on a popular social networking site, and Tony was doing his daily Sudoku, when he suggested we pop over to Worcester on the train. Great idea!!!, so making sure we were well wrapped up against the elements, we set off for the station.
Now having been to Worcester many many times, having hundreds of photos stashed away in various places, and considering the torrential rain, I decided it was not a day for my camera to come with me.
How wrong could I be. Worcester is only 17 miles away, but in that short distance the sky became a stunning blue and the light, well it was that wonderful clear light, that always follows the rain.
Annoyed with myself for breaking the golden rule, I pulled my phone out of my pocket to try and capture what I was looking at.
A river sign, note how many locks to Gas Street Basin, Birmingham (subject of an earlier post).
I was quite impressed with how my phone had coped, but it’ll never replace a camera.