Morse Overdrive...
I did my best to keep the rest of Thursday relaxed., and took Friday morning slowly, too. A bit after 11am I left to catch a bus to Bromley, where I did a little shopping before heading to the pub down near Waitrose to meet Alice for lunch. It involved Singapore noodles and a lot of catch-up chat, and was very welcome. I went home via the shops, and then had a brief nap. My nephew arrived at about 3pm. After an early supper I headed out to spend the evening helping with a JOTA station at one of the local Scout huts. It was a good evening, but ran a little late. I'd expected this to be over well before 10pm, but I didn't get home 'til almost midnight.
This morning I was up early in order to drive up to Witham in deepest Essex for a day of intensive Morse code related activity. The late night last night and the early start this morning had left me slightly less alert than I'd have liked, but the drive was an easy one with no traffic hold-ups, and took less than an hour. I started off in a group of folk who were all far better at Morse than me, but at the first coffee break I found someone to swap with and moved into a less challenging group. Even so it was quite challenging and interesting enough to stretch me past my usual limits. I missed the opportunity to take an official Morse test, but I was struggling with receiving more than usual, so that was probably a merciful escape. By the time the day's formal activities were wrapped up at about 3pm I was thoroughly morsed out. Thankfully the drive home was almost as free of slow traffic as the drive up. I got home a bit before 5pm. I'm planning as quiet an evening as I can manage...
This morning I was up early in order to drive up to Witham in deepest Essex for a day of intensive Morse code related activity. The late night last night and the early start this morning had left me slightly less alert than I'd have liked, but the drive was an easy one with no traffic hold-ups, and took less than an hour. I started off in a group of folk who were all far better at Morse than me, but at the first coffee break I found someone to swap with and moved into a less challenging group. Even so it was quite challenging and interesting enough to stretch me past my usual limits. I missed the opportunity to take an official Morse test, but I was struggling with receiving more than usual, so that was probably a merciful escape. By the time the day's formal activities were wrapped up at about 3pm I was thoroughly morsed out. Thankfully the drive home was almost as free of slow traffic as the drive up. I got home a bit before 5pm. I'm planning as quiet an evening as I can manage...