Makes me smile

One of the quirks of the area I work and live in is the freight line that runs from the dock in the south west, to the rail-yard over by where I used to live in Pasila. A few times a day a train leaves, yet until just now, today on my way home, I'd never caught all of it. I was half-way over the tracks when the bells started pealing.

Also, I've just walked across another section of the marathon route, where some determined amateurs are still plodding along, with my full respect - I couldn't run the hundred metres!