International Workers Day. Celebrated with a six-hour solo leafleting marathon. I'm sure my small but dedicated team would want me to point out this was entirely self-inflicted. Poll predictions look dismal from around the country. Still, my money is on Ken for Mayor. The concert on Saturday was fantastic - really moving stuff, and all the better for knowing one of your friends is singing in the choir!
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.