Trains annoy me. I try very hard to use them as I'd rather spend an hour on a train and then cycle for ten minutes rather than drive 50 miles to my nominal "office" in Shrewsbury, but it annoys me a lot when I arrive at New Street to see a sign saying "Cancelled. Will start at Wolverhampton ( Read more... )

This could be a long entry - I'm going to try and write it as I go along, then populate with photographs and post when I get back. I'll attempt not to log in, or even discover if I have a signal. This could be a long week ( Read more... )

The volume is turned up to 11, Skinny Puppy is playing and my earphones are jammed in as far as they can go. Yes - it's train rage time ( Read more... )

I just had a call from the police Child Protection people. Fortunately they hadn't caught up with me (so now all I have to do is avoid homicidal 14 year olds) and it was about work. I was just faintly disappointed it wasn't the fantastically named Sergeant BorgAnyway, to the weekend ( Read more... )

After a trip to Warrington, a two hour grilling and then a trip home via the NEC I can honestly say...

• I'm tired
• I'm hungry
• Jack Johnson just isn't very interesting.

... I went to London. It wasn't the shortest meeting I've dragged myself down for, but I do slightly resent over 2 hours travel each way for an 80 minute meeting.

In other news, here are a few teasers from the Combichrist/KatScan/XP8/Trauma Pet gig. Some from Neuroticfish when I get some words from kerisOh, and one of my SLRs is broken. I suspect it ( Read more... )

( Catch up )

Saturday Night is a strange time to be doing the whole WiDATW thing, but as I'm really behind on the whole thing I feel I should take the chance to catch up when I can. Plus I have just gotten up, so while I'm flush with energy...

( WIDBLWAN )

So, next year I'm going to Orkney on a little trip with some special friends. This is fine, except there's a chance it'll clash with Maelstrom on one weekend or the other ( Read more... )

There's some funny people working in the railway. The train I just enjoyed from Noriwch to Peterborough had as it's Trolley Person the bastard son of Father Jack - he walked up and down the carriage shouting "Drink! Snacks!" in a most ecumenical fashion ( Read more... )