Fled for the station straight after work. Arrived in Bristol earlier than expected and set about a rather lacklustre translation of "The Gnomic Verses" - the originals were reputedly terse in tone - my version more so. Frustrating wait for a bus tests patience of all concerned. Disquietening news from the Halls of Learning regarding the esteemed Romanticist - suppose restlessness is part of the deal, but not great timing, is it? Back to Weston with time to spare. Visited the Brit and bumped into people. Nice to see some of them. Oddly reassuring to have such strange 'world-clash' episodes here, now. Wandered along the seafront - something I almost never do. Not ever sure what to think of this place. Confusion, disquiet and thunderstorms keep me awake.
Lost::MikeGTN
I've had a home on the web for more years than I care to remember, and a few kind souls persuade me it's worth persisting with keeping it updated. This current incarnation of the site is centred around the blog posts which began back in 1999 as 'the daylog' and continued through my travels and tribulations during the following years.
I don't get out and about nearly as much these days, but I do try to record significant events and trips for posterity. You may also have arrived here by following the trail to my former music blog Songs Heard On Fast Trains. That content is preserved here too.
