If I could get to England, my first stop would be Stourbridge Junction to see George, the Stourbridge Station cat. He reminds me of Thatch, and I adore him. His posts can be very funny. Here's the comment on this photo:
Apparently, holding the FC’s undergarments to ransom in exchange for leftover roast potatoes, chicken and gravy is not the done thing……
Today is roast dinner day for George.
The FC is the lady in charge of the train station's operations. George's human is one of the workers in the office.