This is absurd - I'm so used to being uptight and worried about the immediate future that I'm having a seriously hard time not worrying. Spent today viewing possible new locations, chattering on the phone, lurking on IRC and just being lazy. Accepted a dinner invitation, and ended up on a rare and unexpected Weston night out. A passable blues band and a great deal of Guinness allieviate the possible traumas, and I cope admirably with my reintroduction to the local social scene. Arrived home late to find that, to my great dismay, my VCR had failed to grab "Black Books" for me...hmm.
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.
