Wonder how Jack will get on with the sponsored run around the cricket pitch next to the school today? Nothing exacting for him, as he has shown the capacity to run quite a way when he’s been in the park. It would be nice to be able to go, but… here I am on my train to work as per usual. The normal train is late, so the turn back train has come early, much to the initial confusion of my fellow passengers as it’s a normal train, not the usual ‘boneshaker’ they deploy for the turn back.

It looks like they’ll have a good day for the run, although the amount of rain over the past couple of days could make the whole thing a bit of a mess & the cricket club may regret to letting a school of kids run around there… heh. Caroline arrived yesterday teatime, so she will be able to go & see the great sporting event. We did not spend the night foolishly drinking, but we did stay up too late. Late enough for me to get to the point where your brain feels too heavy in the head. Late enough for me only to have the capacity to stare blankly at the world. Hmmm… Isn’t part of meditation the exercise of thinking about nothing? I can do that now with very little… um… thingy.

New fellas at work seem to be settling in OK. Can’t really say that much at the moment other than that they are personable & that they seem quite knowledgeable.

ooh… — view from the train: a heron sitting in a dirty puddle in a field… Well it isn’t going to catch much there.