June has arrived and with it more scenery at Zenda station - railings at the rear edge of the platform and a multitude of people. Some old (14 years of "presence" for the oldest!), some new. All, I hope, adding something to the mix.
A general view of the platform. The seats are glued to the railings and help hold them upright. The Ruritanian style police will be having a swift word with the chap in the foreground. Probably best if he takes the next available train over the border.
A rather suspicious looking old couple. I suspect those innocent looking bags are full of dodgy pork scratchings....
Who needs a phone box when you've got a mobile phone?
Travellers gather around the station building. Looks like someone is making a swift exit: no ticket?
"Are you listening to me?" "Yes dear"
These two have been enjoying a chat for over a decade....
...and old Johnny Nomates has been guarding the end of various platforms for about the same length of time. A "no crossing the tracks" sign makes the railings a little less monotonous.