Reflections and parentheses

Reflections in the River Yare, in the centre of Norwich. Stuck at the railway station for an hour before leaving, with my backpack and my laptop (not a light-weight model) and the railway station having no Left Luggage office (most UK stations don't - they were closed at the height of the IRA bombing campaign in the 1970s and never reopened), I was delighted to find the riverside right across the street and to spend an hour gazing into the water. In fact, I could have spent much longer. It is a lovely city, in a lovely county (as the river link shows a little), whose flat, open, watery landscape is much to my taste  Having exorcised my nasty memories a bit, I do hope really not to feel I have to avoid it for ever!