Another 5:00am start
Apr. 7th, 2003 09:01 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
pauln1964I've been doing them quite a lot on Monday mornings of late. Get up at stupid o'clock, kiss a sleeping P goodbye and start to drive, hitting the Radio 4 UK theme at about the M11, through most of Toady and hearing the 8:00 am news bulletin as I arrive home.
I found out yesterday that I appear to be following a family tradition by doing this. When I was very small my parents moved from Ruislip to Worcestershire. The house they'd bought not being ready in time, Dad did the 5:00 am start for a few months. Before him, my Mum's father cycled from Hereford over to Stourport (about 35 miles) weekly during the war. Must remember to ask him at some point what he did there.
A leisurely drive to London on Friday evening through sunlit spring country raised the spirits after a, frankly, fairly shit couple of days at work. A very chilled Friday night with P.
Saturday saw the much-anticipated Tribunal session for Shadowbrook. Much kudos to![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
jfs for an excellent game and many thanks to the "guest stars" for playing magi from the other covenants (you know who you are). I hope you all enjoyed yourselves as much as we did.
From there, five minutes down the road to the Cauliflower to meet P and various mostly lrp (mostly House Falcon) bods and listen to East of Java. Good.
Sunday was a fairly quiet day, punctuated with a couple of hours in A&E at Oldchurch Hospital. P's big toe had been causing her pain since she twisted her ankle last weekend. We finally decided to get it checked out. Nothing broken, but she somehow managed to sprain toe ligaments as well as ankle. Ankle is fixed, toes take longer apparently. An evening of good nosh, a very nice bottle of wine and Brotherhood of the Wolf, which both of us had somehow managed to avoid seeing before. Very good indeed. And so to bed (and the aforementioned early start)...
I found out yesterday that I appear to be following a family tradition by doing this. When I was very small my parents moved from Ruislip to Worcestershire. The house they'd bought not being ready in time, Dad did the 5:00 am start for a few months. Before him, my Mum's father cycled from Hereford over to Stourport (about 35 miles) weekly during the war. Must remember to ask him at some point what he did there.
A leisurely drive to London on Friday evening through sunlit spring country raised the spirits after a, frankly, fairly shit couple of days at work. A very chilled Friday night with P.
Saturday saw the much-anticipated Tribunal session for Shadowbrook. Much kudos to
jfs for an excellent game and many thanks to the "guest stars" for playing magi from the other covenants (you know who you are). I hope you all enjoyed yourselves as much as we did.From there, five minutes down the road to the Cauliflower to meet P and various mostly lrp (mostly House Falcon) bods and listen to East of Java. Good.
Sunday was a fairly quiet day, punctuated with a couple of hours in A&E at Oldchurch Hospital. P's big toe had been causing her pain since she twisted her ankle last weekend. We finally decided to get it checked out. Nothing broken, but she somehow managed to sprain toe ligaments as well as ankle. Ankle is fixed, toes take longer apparently. An evening of good nosh, a very nice bottle of wine and Brotherhood of the Wolf, which both of us had somehow managed to avoid seeing before. Very good indeed. And so to bed (and the aforementioned early start)...
