Leisurely start to the day. Attempts to catch a whizzy new Virgin Class 220/221 are in vain. Plain old, typically late HST up to Birmingham. Managed to make a very fast change and get to Redditch in reasonably time. The funeral is rather grim and not well attended. Spoke with some family members I never get to see nowadays (post Young Person's Railcard expiry). Left after a short spell back at the house, and enjoyed a bright, warm afternoon walk back to the station. Train home also not whizzy or new, and even later. Very sleepy indeed.
Another quite taxing working week so far - exacerbated by not really knowing what the hell I'm supposed to be doing. Muddling through by guesswork and blind stumbling. Up to Bristol for very nice, reasonably priced food (and no alcohol once again!) at the Alma Tavern. Rather speedily arranged family funeral confirmed for tomorrow in Redditch. I will go as a representative of the South West branch. Will be good to have a cobweb-clearing train ride.
It's been quite a tough week, but somewhere today, in the midst of a tide of complaining customers I found some momentum and actually started enjoying it. Applied for a job this week, which felt a bit naughty, but would be quite a change. Its also in Bristol, which would eventually necessitate a move. Don't know what to do. Cleaned the house. Have nothing to do now, but consider how to make LemmingChat cope with irc:// URLs. Oddly, the very same half-assed application later got a mention on the RedHat Beta mailing list!
Bank Holiday. Hate the very name of them. As ever, Weston became a seething pit of people too busy having fun to look ahead whilst walking or crossing the road. Realised that our one remaining record shop has closed (not counting the V.Shop which sells a few CDs as a sideline to its burgeoning mobile phone business). It was expensive, not terribly eclectic and usually didn't have what I want, but I realised that the closure of the record shop was the last straw for my stay in Burnham. Perhaps this is it for me and Weston?
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.
