Beautiful autumnal day. Raining. I’ve watered the greenhouse but that is all. I’m off on a jaunt to Brussels today and just have no idea what to wear 🙂 Shorts are perfect for when it is wet but there was one time I went and THG and I met the gaffer and his mrs in a posh restaurant. It was a hot summer and I was in shorts and Hawaiian shirt, natch. We were first to arrive but there was a problem. There was a dress code. This didn’t really become apparent until the others got there and it was then openly mentioned. I offered to nip back to our hotel to change but in the end they stuck me with my back to the wall and legs under the tablecloth.
I do quite fancy wearing one of my new bow ties but that means wearing a collared long sleeved shirt. The rain has muddied the waters so to speak. Were it not raining then a shirt and sports jacket with chinos would have been fine with the bow tie.
I think I’ve decided. Bow tie it is.
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Coach E is empty. A few seats reserved further down the line. My table has no other reserved seats which is how we like it innit. The attendant just commented that it was obvious that the kids had gone back to school. V quiet.
Funny how life changes when the kids start school again. It’s as if someone has flicked a switch. Yay, school time again 🙂 Lots of larnin and hanging with your mates in the playground (ok yard). Homework yay.
A large crowd is held up at the railway crossing barriers as the train rolls by.
For lunch I have opted for the ploughmans grazing box which is reasonably good train fare (geddit?). The only trouble is I am not in the least bit hungry although it is early for lunch. Upped the mounjaro dose on Friday which seems to be kicking in. Just had toast for brekkie. Grazing is the right approach for lunch. I’ll leave the lettuce and purple coleslaw or whatever it is. Gawd knows how I’m going to get on in Brussels. I’ll have to insist on designer meals where the portion size is miniscule and you are paying for the art on the plate rather than the bellyfull. I’ll leave the grazing until I get nearer to Kings Cross.
Just passed a field near Collingham full of some plant or other. Green stuff with white bits. Almost as if it is just weeds. Couple of dog walkers going in opposite directions. Train slows almost to a halt as we approach Newark Crossing East Jn (thanks RTT) but then picks up speed again turning on to the main line and past the water pumping works.
All is calm.