A Couple Of Days In York

I spent a couple of days working in York this week.

I stayed overnight, and explored the city a little in the evening. I went to what said it was a wine bar. I had looked up places to eat on the web, and this place - Wilde's Wine Bar - got a rave review.

The city, and the bar, were very quiet. I don't know where everyone was, but they weren't out on a drizzly Monday night, and I can't really blame them.

I was out, however. In the wine bar. It was in the old part of the city, down a rambling lane. It was almost empty when I got there. It looked like a pub. There were three house wines, and a further choice of four other wines, too. The house wines came out of a pump. It tasted fine, though. There were, however, lots of beers. And the bar looked like a pub. And the food was pub food. In fact, it was a pub that called itself a wine bar.

I had a huge steak. I was hungry, though not that hungry. I viewed the steak as a challenge, and finished it, of course. I have been living off vegetables ever since, in the vain attempt to eat a balanced diet.

On my way back to Edinburgh, I spent several minutes on York station - waiting for my train. My train was also waiting, because a couple of Virgin trains occupied the platform. One of the Virgin trains was going to Bristol Temple Meads, the other to Bournemouth. But I think something was wrong, because they pulled the two trains gently together, and got one to push the other away. They had to push start the train! I can't believe they were going to travel like that all the way to Birmingham (or wherever it is that one left to go down to Bournemouth and the other to Bristol).

It was funny watching them gently - very gently - bring one train up to the other, almost as if they were gently kissing; and then they set off, the one pushing the other before it. Pendolino 125s (or whatever they might be) are hardly built for shunting each other about.

After the two Virgin trains left, I looked at the curve of the platform. I like curves, so I took this picture, too.

A Couple Of Days In York

I spent a couple of days working in York this week.

I stayed overnight, and explored the city a little in the evening. I went to what said it was a wine bar. I had looked up places to eat on the web, and this place - Wilde's Wine Bar - got a rave review.

The city, and the bar, were very quiet. I don't know where everyone was, but they weren't out on a drizzly Monday night, and I can't really blame them.

I was out, however. In the wine bar. It was in the old part of the city, down a rambling lane. It was almost empty when I got there. It looked like a pub. There were three house wines, and a further choice of four other wines, too. The house wines came out of a pump. It tasted fine, though. There were, however, lots of beers. And the bar looked like a pub. And the food was pub food. In fact, it was a pub that called itself a wine bar.

I had a huge steak. I was hungry, though not that hungry. I viewed the steak as a challenge, and finished it, of course. I have been living off vegetables ever since, in the vain attempt to eat a balanced diet.

On my way back to Edinburgh, I spent several minutes on York station - waiting for my train. My train was also waiting, because a couple of Virgin trains occupied the platform. One of the Virgin trains was going to Bristol Temple Meads, the other to Bournemouth. But I think something was wrong, because they pulled the two trains gently together, and got one to push the other away. They had to push start the train! I can't believe they were going to travel like that all the way to Birmingham (or wherever it is that one left to go down to Bournemouth and the other to Bristol).

It was funny watching them gently - very gently - bring one train up to the other, almost as if they were gently kissing; and then they set off, the one pushing the other before it. Pendolino 125s (or whatever they might be) are hardly built for shunting each other about.

After the two Virgin trains left, I looked at the curve of the platform. I like curves, so I took this picture, too.