A weekend of jubilee related goings on all around me has had a curious effect. I've taken to wandering about town watching all the events from a safe distance - today this resulted in me getting trapped on the seafront between the beach on one side, and an attempt at "The World's Longest Zorba's Dance" on the other. This meant a long and tiresome detour to get home without becoming entagled in their record attempt. Saw quite a bit of formal celebrations on TV - intrigued by ceremonies around getting HRH into the City of London. Awakens some ideas of a flying visit to London to do some historical wanderings. Otherwise, vaguely sickened by the way my countryfolk have suddenly and devoutly rediscovered their nationalism and royalism this weekend. Still, the weather's been nice. Became strangely and rather unpleasantly ill today. Hope it passes.
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.