Life in the Bus Lane

It was a rather soggy start to the night despite the forecast for fine weather so we ended up queuing outside in the rain for a while. Inside the Roadmender was absolutely packed, but we managed to find a spare bit of wall near the front to prop ourselves against.

The stage at the Roadmender isn’t the biggest thing in the world, and proved to be slightly cramped for the 11-piece Bellowhead and slightly restricted their on-stage antics, however they still put on a superb show.

Setlist:

Jordan
Jack Robinson
Whiskey is the Life of Man
Spectre Review
Kafoozalum
I Drew my Ship Across the Harbour
Widow’s Curse
If you will not have me, you may let me go
Fakenham Fair
Roll Her Down the Bay
Bruton Town
Unclothed Nocturnal Manuscript Crisis
Trip to Bucharest/The Flight of the Folk Mutants Parts 1&2
Cholera Camp
Rochdale Coconut Dance
Sloe Gin

London Town
Frog’s Legs and Dragon’s Teeth

I’m two days into my Business Analysis Essentials course and suffering from acronym overdose. So far we’ve met things like MOST, SMART, PESTLE, SWOT, BOSCARD, RACI, CATWOE, and BAM. Occasionally I can even remember what some of them mean.

We’ve got one morning of teaching left followed by an exam tomorrow afternoon.

My week off work is coming to an end following a week of doing very little. Last night was spent in the pub drinking with friends and trying to avoid the rain, and that was about it for the weekend. I didn’t ride a bike at all whilst I was off, I did take the Unit down to Cornwall with me but it stayed in the back of the X-Trail for the duration of the visit. My Hope Vision 4 light hasn’t arrived yet, so there won’t be any proper riding whilst I wait for that to turn up.

The Padstow-Rock Ferry

Despite going back to work tomorrow I’m not actually in the office until Thursday, I get to spend the next three days in Swindon on a Business Analysis Essentials course, hopefully it’ll be more exciting than it sounds.

I’m now back from spending a few days in Padstow with my brother and his family. The most energetic thing I got up to was playing Crazy Golf with Ethan, other than that we settled for a lot of relaxing, a bit of shopping, and plenty of trips to the pub.

Father and Son

More photos.

You never really know how much you take fast broad-band access for granted until you are stuck without it. If I’m away from home I can usually rely on fast 3G or EDGE access through my mobile phone, but down here in deepest darkest Padstow there’s nothing that fancy, so I’m stuck with something resembling old dial-up modem speeds. It’s not a pleasant experience.

After a rather soggy drive down, I’m currently in Padstow enjoying the liquid sunshine. Once Ethan has managed to put his jumper on and found a coat, we’re off to The Ship for liquid of a far more pleasant kind.

I still have the lurgy, although it’s now somewhat better than it was a couple of days ago. I’ll probably end up going back to work tomorrow to infect everyone else, mainly because I’m going stir-crazy from having been stuck in the house since Friday evening.

Partly thanks to a dose of man-flu leaving me laid up all weekend, I’ve just finished the eleventh and final series of M*A*S*H. It’s been an enjoyable eight weeks.

Forbidden Planet have very kindly sent me volumes 4,5,6, and 8 of Preacher. The only problem is that they’ve yet to send volumes 2 or 3, so I’m kind of stuck waiting for those to arrive before I can carry on reading.