A chance meeting with the station cat at Craven Arms

Having made it to Craven Arms rather earlier than I had expected, and with Ros delayed by a combination of an errant satnav and roadworks on the M6, I found myself with an hour to kill in a town perhaps not renown for its attractions. However, I was not alone.

Although the station has no facilities at all, not even a ticket machine, and even the sole bench on the southbound platform is fiendishly positioned outside the shelter, an inveterate cat lover like myself is not completely devoid of activities with which to occupy himself.

The station cat is a tortoiseshell, evidently well-fed and cared for, obviously aware of the timetable, as she was sitting on the platform as my train pulled in, and equally obviously sees her role as being an ambassador for the town. So, if you're ever in the area, and you're missing your cat(s), perhaps a visit to the station might help.

Oh, and one other thing, trains for the Heart of Wales line to Swansea via Llandrindod Wells leave from the northbound platform...