Beverley

Back from Yorkshire. The dayjob is throwing up some new challenges (staying positive being one) and as a result I've been up to Beverley, Yorkshire on the train. I went up yesterday and a points failure outside Birmingham made me miss all my connections. But, although I arrived far later than expected, I didn't need so many changes.

Coming home today was much less eventful. I moved seats so a blind man and his wife could sit together. Neither of them said thanks, which is ok. But later in the journey the blind man started singing an odd, wordless song. Luckily I had my tiny digital recorder on me and managed to sample some of it.

Home now, weary and annoyed that I've missed a rehearsal. I do intend to put in a few hours practise on the bass though.