London King’s Cross

With Hedgie’s shopping complete, it was time for Echo and I to take him to his birthday meal. This meant getting over to Kings Cross as dinner was a short walk from there. However, as the MainLine station was yet to be pupped, now seemed like the perfect chance. So we took a minor detour and went sign hunting. Being a Network Rail station, the signs were (of course) at the very end of the platforms, so we picked a concourse and started walking, eventually reaching a sign. Lots of train movement all around, so we waited for the public to get out of our shot before gearing up and getting the photo. Job done, we then headed back to the street and onwards to our meal. There was meat to eat, and we were some hungry puppers.