We are on a train heading towards Grindelwald. It is a beautifully warm spring morning. My partner is gazing out of the window smiling. Our son is playing with a couple of toy animals on the table. My coffee tastes stunning. The views are breathtaking.
Then I wake up. It’s been a dream. An almost exact replay of a holiday from 8 years ago. So exact that I have found a photograph from that very train journey.
I fling open the curtains and take in the fine Yorkshire View. FOG. THICK FOG. Not a dream this time…..
Son enters the room and asks what I’m doing. Admiring the view.
He looks out of the window while I go to let the dog out into the garden. On my return our son is laughing.
“It’s a fine view Dad, especially the sight of our pup running about with your pants in his mouth…..”
Give me that train window view back please……