Spaced

Walking around in a daze this morning. Not feeling tired per se, just not exactly connecting with planet earth.

Potential problems travelling in (yet another signal failure) were brilliantly averted when a train that usually terminates at my station was pushed into service as a fast train to London. This has got to be the only time ever that everyone from my station has managed to get a seat on a London commuter train.

Now at a complete loss for what to write. Certainly can't do a piece on why kids are great any justice, so that'll have to wait.

Also can't concentrate as the driver of the tube insists on telling us over and over again that this is a peak time service, it may be subject to delays, however we can help; by standing behind the yellow line and letting people off before we board. The next station is x you can do a, b, c. Please stand clear of the doors. And so on. He hasn't shut up for longer than 10 seconds so far. He's apologising for an inconvienience that we aren't experiencing now. The only thing I want him to apologise for is not shutting up, followed by him shutting up.

Anyway, another day, another set of meetings.

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