• my diary

    ahoy! ahoy!

    And normal service has (almost) been resumed after a couple of weeks of charging around the country, including more pick and mix and zombies in Leeds (too many if you ask me; four films out of five and I’d already seen ‘groundbreaking’ [meh] found-footage anthology VHS which was making up the numbers) charity coat collecting in London and Peri Peri…

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    home (which was nice) and away…

    So finally an ordinary(ish) week; peace, tranquillity and charming punters aplenty arriving from far and wide. Well, the Midlands, South Yorkshire and the Dales, anyway (wherever that is; being one of those parts of the country not easily accessible to non-drivers, I can only speculate). To the gentleman who appeared bearing not only my very favourite M&S iced buns but…

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    tick followed tock followed tick…

    And I waited. So did a lot of other people at Gatwick’s North Terminal yesterday morning, for that matter. Fortunately though, not for too long, and a scant hour behind schedule I can happily report that I made it! The overnight snow in That London may have held things up a little, but interested parties can be assured that I…