Which side of it you are on matters a great deal.
It’s 9:40pm, and it’s still light. The train has just passed Carluke, and, before that, fields full of cows and horses happily eating grass. I’m now gazing out at a field full of sheep and lambs.
Just a couple of months ago, on pretty much the same train journey, I’d have had nothing to look
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