Last day of working for Social Services. Except I've not been there since Tuesday. Wretched sore throat and a union meeting put me out of action, and I've slipped away not with a bang, but a whimper. Again, beautiful weather. Made uninvited and perhaps quite annoying visit. Later bumped into some Burnham people, which was a pleasant enough surprise. Anyway, end of an era etc. but I never felt a thing.
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.