Context is for the weak

I hadn't actually had the email confirmation of the insurance change, but they'd refunded me my pound so I guess the transaction had gone through. I picked various Saunderses up across south and west Edinburgh and had a fairly uneventful trip down to Blackpool. Usual parking space, usual accommodation, usual chips.

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The train down was busy, but comfortable. There was a woman who looked like she had a goitre in the end vestibule at one point, and another who I'm guessing was a buddhist nun, in a red-with-some-yellow garment in (I think) the Tibetan style. CJ's friend Viking was somewhere further down the train. I said hello when we passed each other at Euston, where there was faff as I pulled the first blue thing I saw out of my wallet to find that it was my bank card rather than that Lobster thing they all use.

My sister's cat is a bit bigger but still quite odd. Spending most of her time outside, doubtless in the hope of mugging the local wildlife.

Further note: everybody thinks Geldof's a nob.

Pretty please with jam and cream and cherries

So as you'll have noticed, I'm in that there London, although I'm off to a field near Cropredy in the morning. I'll be back on Sunday, though, for a week. If either of the people reading fancy meeting up at any point, let me know. It'd be nice for me, and hopefully at least tolerable for you.

Also, I'm enjoying Kermode's series on cinema. It would be nice if the website had a list of the films he talks about. I haven't seen loads of them, and many look very interesting and fun indeed.