We were staying across the road from the British Library, mere moments from three of London’s main railway stations, Euston, St. Pancras and King’s Cross. Of the three, as much as the curved, coloured roof of King’s Cross is nice, St. Pancras is by far and away my favourite, even though no trains leave from there bound for Scotland. It is of course the terminus of the Eurostar, which I really want to go on one day. The statues and art are glorious, even the Tracey Emin pink neon message, ‘I want my time with you’, which reminded me of those at home. The words on the ground inspire journeys and bigger thoughts to accompany them. The statue of a couple embracing, as people often do in railway stations, is very fine particularly for the details around the bottom, of peoplewatching and the variety of humanity who pass. I still prefer the winching couple in Glasgow’s Buchanan Bus Station, especially as its sculptor was John Clinch. The list of all those lost railway jobs is poignant, a reminder of those parts of the railway now gone amidst all the rest that endures. Even though I’ve never been on a train there, St. Pancras is an incredible place and worth wandering and even lingering in, amidst the art and imagining further, future adventures.