TfL don't know where I live.
Nov. 27th, 2006 12:30 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
hirezOne should be able to travel anonymously.
Anyway. A couple of hundred miles, coffee, Kraftwerk up loud and not blinking between the Reading and Hungerford junctions on the way back.
That was fun. I usually come away from driving a quivering heap, unfit for human company. I don't know what's changed.
Neither do I know who brewed the vegan fruit cake/loaf. Very fine indeed. Want more pie.
In between going out and meeting splendid people, I've been watching parts of 'The Mayfair Set', a documentary by Adam Curtis. It's utterly marvellous stuff that fills in all sorts of odd blanks tangentially referred to in PE from time to time.
It struck me on the way back that visiting grandfather's farm, where there was mud, tractors and swearing, was the most fun I could imagine having when I was eight or ten. I'm not sure if that's good or bad. It was the meringues that reminded me. (Tangentially, again.)
Anyway. A couple of hundred miles, coffee, Kraftwerk up loud and not blinking between the Reading and Hungerford junctions on the way back.
That was fun. I usually come away from driving a quivering heap, unfit for human company. I don't know what's changed.
Neither do I know who brewed the vegan fruit cake/loaf. Very fine indeed. Want more pie.
In between going out and meeting splendid people, I've been watching parts of 'The Mayfair Set', a documentary by Adam Curtis. It's utterly marvellous stuff that fills in all sorts of odd blanks tangentially referred to in PE from time to time.
It struck me on the way back that visiting grandfather's farm, where there was mud, tractors and swearing, was the most fun I could imagine having when I was eight or ten. I'm not sure if that's good or bad. It was the meringues that reminded me. (Tangentially, again.)
