“You do know the weather forecast is horrific, yes?” “Yes. But I am MIKE!” “What?” “Er – I’m MIKE. It’s…it’s like a rallying cry. I’m facing off against the world, see. Staring it down. And there can be only one winner.” “Well yes. That’s certainly true.” My housemate eyes me pityingly as I continue to lace up my boots.
The bend widens out, and before me lies a toy train platform, built lifesized. I crunch up, moving from a path of gravel ballast onto sloping wooden planking. Before and behind me, the rails curve lazily away through the narrow valley, high escarpments on either side pressing inwards and making a sweaty day even closer. Barring the steel lines set … Read More