Travelling, again

Busy day of checking tickets, making bookings, making speeches and meeting new people. That included the tiger worms, not new people at all but new to me. Getting them comfortable and doing background research to inform a conversation meant I ducked out of one appointment completely and only reached half of choir.

Home under an amazing sunset, a final check and then off back down the road to Waverley, and the sleeper. G and T in the lounge car. You always overhear such interesting conversations in places like that. Tonight's memorable one, in between Charles Kennedy and Andy Coulson, was the fellow passenger relating tales of being out on the randan with Telly Savalas in LA.

The sunset would have been prettier. My cabin more significant.