An Englishman In New York

It's been very quiet round here this month.  The first reason for this is I was ill in the first bit of April, meaning a trip to Leeds had to be abandoned.  (It was actually the second time circumstances meant I couldn't visit Cross Gates, making me wonder if someone's trying to tell me something).

The other reason for my absence from this blog is I've been on holiday.  A week in New York.  And you'll be happy to hear I visited loads of stations while I was there, and I'm going to tell you all about them over the next few days.  Consider this a warning.  I'm about to do the 21st Century equivalent of a very long, very tedious slide show all about my holidays.

If this sort of thing is of no interest to you, you probably should go away until about mid-May.  Sorry.

(Photo taken in the Dining Hall of Grand Central Terminal, though the main point of interest is of course the woman dressed as Big Bertha from Renegade in the background)