More reflections from my weekend away.
I forgot that Star Trek was on, so rather than typing up an entry I've turned to paper. I'm drinking hot banana nesquick (sp?) and am about to eat pizza (once I've put down my pen).
I had several things I wanted to mention about the various train journeys and my thoughts during them over the past few days.
On the way into Birmingham I noticed for the first time the canals that travel along beside the railway line - and more importantly the barges. Such a pretty thing to see as you're on the edge of the nastiest city I've ever been in. rat says he's pointed them out to me before, but I obviously never took them in. I suppose there's a difference between having something pointed out to you and really seeing it for yourself.
I also delighted in seeing the lambs in the fields. My mind wandered to thoughts of blossom-filled trees, and daffodils and crocuses. How I love the spring!
Thoughts on the way home weren't so filled with beautiful things, but were much more practical. On the first train I sat thinking how I wished they had these types of trains here in Cardiff. So much more comfortable!
The second (technically third) train ride was incredibly unpleasant. Firstly I was starving, with no chance of food until I reached home. Then for the first hour I had to sit by someone with my bags on my lap; because of the whole having reserved seats thing. And then things got worse. Some already loud people, returning from a football match, were joined by other friends. Alcohol proceeded to make them much louder. I was forced to listen to conversations I had no interest in hearing. It was almost as bad as being forced to overhear the neighbour's radio.
I think that there were more things but my memory is already failing me.
Today has been the day of rest I'd really wanted yesterday. We watched A Life Less Ordinary, ate pizza, and I felt fairly sick for most of the day. Okay, that last point I wouldn't have wanted yesterday, but then it was much more pleasant than the migraine.
Peter finally emailed me (twice!).
(I've removed certain comments that I'd put in my hand-written entry regarding Star Trek, I didn't think you'd want to see me emoting about dear old Malcolm, or Trip and T'Pol).
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