January 14th, 2008

black king

Eleven minutes late

After the weekend, off back to the big city. The train to Chester is
11 minutes late. That's why I catch it: the next one gives 4 minutes
from its arrival time to the scheduled departure time of the London
train, and that just isn't enough for me to be happy. Mind you, on all
the weeks so far, that would have been enough, as it is usually a bit
late. An hour, last week... Anyway, what of the weekend? It was
another quiet weekend. On the weekends when nothing much out of the
ordinary is scheduled, I feel we walk a tightrope between taking it
easy and doing nothing. On Friday night, the train home was stupidly
full, and I was very glad to have a reserved seat, though even so it
wasn't possible to find room to spread out and open a laptop. Viv met
me at the station and then we went home. Most of the rest of the night
was spent sorting out domain names and moving web sites, before we
called it a night. A quiet Saturday. In the evening, I watched the
next story of 'Cracker', which everyone else had seen. Jimmy Beck got
what was coming to him. Sunday, and Philip delivered the next in the
sermon series on Revelation. Back for lunch, then back to church in
the evening by the courtesy of the rail replacement bus. After the
service, Viv and I had just missed a bus, so we walked down to
Bebington through my turangawaewae and stopped off at John Yeung's
shop for a portion of chips to share, just like big kids. Then home,
then a relatively early night, then up at 05.15 for a bath, a quick
breakfast and to pack up my bag before the journey to the South, and
to the financial centre of the world. It has never ceased to amaze me
just how much money passes through the Square Mile and its
surroundings. Also remarkable how many churches survive in Mammon's
capital city. But that is a discussion for another day. We are now
approaching Bache. Alight here for Chester Zoo.
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black king

Platform 12

I have a seat on the 07.48 from Crewe, which is the same train I could
have picked up in Chester. There is a short delay as they dispose of
the diesel locomotive that has hauled it from Holyhead. Now it's
electric traction all the way to London...I hope! Dawn is breaking,
though by the time my contract finishes, this hour will see a
celebration of bright, summer sun. And the maintenance man has just
told us he is about to do a full reset, so the doors will close and
the lights will in out for about five minutes. I think he means that
our train is being rebooted. Good stuff. At least the emergency lights
have come back on now. I expect we'll be on our way shortly.
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