Tres misty out there. This I like. It is autumn after all. Makes the house feel that much cosier. Now invigorated by a fresh batch of THG’s granola. Only had a small portion obvs. n yo.
Woke up this morning after another strange dream. I was with some others on a train, somewhere exotic. Coming back from some event or other. At some stage I realised I’d missed my stop. Either that or the train hadn’t stopped there.
Not to worry. We got off at the next stop. There was a bloke in train company uniform wearing a hi viz top who initially stopped me getting off to allow folks in the row in front of me to go first. Fair enough. Then he let me off but took off my jacket for me. Don’t ask me why.
I stepped onto the platform and mosied towards the entrance to see when the next train in the other direction would be. Turned out it was on platform two in six minutes. Result. I gathered my companions who had been looking at things for sale on some kind of market stall and found platform 2. There was a train already there but it wasn’t ours. Nae bother.
That train left and ours approached the station. This is the point I realised that the hi viz guy still had my jacket. What happened next I know not. Did I call the train company? Dunno. Did I go back the next day to see if hi viz was there or had handed my jacket in. Nope, don’t think so. Don’t know really. I’d woken up.
I will never find out if I got that jacket back. Ah well.
Tried to book a swim this pm but the system wouldn’t let me. Then I realised I’d already booked it. Doh. Fine.
Have the test match in Pakistan on the wireless. Far more interesting than the news. We are doing ok. It is good when the cricket is going well. Not so good when it isn’t. At that point I switch off as I can’t cope with the emotional side. It’s lunch now. In Pakistan, not here. Here I’ve just had breakfast, as you know.
Chow, ciao.