Despite being a week prior to the due date, today was my leaving meal. I was frankly pretty terrified - I just don't usually put myself in these sort of situations, and I'm only usually happy with being the centre of attention when I'm on terms which permit maximum pomposity. A pep-talk, and a walk to the venue later and I was fine. It all went very well I understand. I really can't remember a great deal beyond the first couple of hours, which is possibly a good thing. Aware that I work with a fine bunch of people (in the main), and that I will miss some of them a great deal.
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.
