Season of mists, etc. – thank you Keats. What with Southern Rail’s autumn timetable that leaves a forty-five minute gap between trains from Victoria to Gatwick and those mists I had a longish day yesterday.
In October last year I quoted extracts from a journal I wrote when I was in Afghanistan in 2008, Two Nights in Kunduz. The BBC report that Kunduz has fallen to the Taliban.
Both Eurostar and TGV in France have more first class seats than passengers prepared to pay for them. This creates an opportunity to travel more comfortably at only a little extra cost.
A retirement project is to be a Short Term Observer (STO) for overseas elections. At the beginning of this year I completed an online course and waited for an election to come along.
Let me introduce you to Ischnura, a female dragonfly, and the name of this trimaran. She was designed and built in Denmark about ten years ago and now she scuds across coastal waters in the UK.
I haven’t ridden my Brompton bike for years. I say this is a safety play as I don’t want to be squashed under a lorry. This happened to me on Hyde Park Corner in the 1970s and I don’t want a repeat. You may say I’m lazy.