Todmorden in Yorkshire, though once half of it was in Lancashire with the boundary going through the Town Hall. I was on the station and waiting for the train into Leeds while across the way and waiting for nothing in particular was what I took to be the station cat, he certainly had that cat way of owning wherever he laid his head.
TODMORDEN. If this wasn’t the station cat, it was certainly behaving like it was.
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I agree. Let the creature enjoy its bit of ownership
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Oh, he was definitely in charge of that platform, nothing disturbed him, no even an arriving train.
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