Yesterday, while waiting for my train from Thessaloniki to Larissa, I was surprised to find a small chapel in the station - situated somewhat unflatteringly by the lavs*.

I think this is a feature we should install in UK train stations, because - despite being broadly agnostic - I do find myself exclaiming, "God! Christ! Jesus! Mother of Mercy! Etc!" an awful lot while using the trains - usually after the second or third delay and/or platform alteration. Perhaps installing a direct line will ensure Heaven truly knows what I think of Bristol Temple Meads?

When I return from two week residency in Larissa I shall entreat whoever is in charge of the country to take on my earnest proposal. Which - as of time of writing - could literally be anyone/anything in the nation. My bet is on a slightly ripped poster of ABBA (Britain is a nostalgic kingdom after all) and a particularly rightwing box of crayons (got to keep the ERG happy).

Keep safe everyone,

Lloyds

*To be fair I too have sometimes desire a deep spiritual cleanse after using a public restroom.