The Importance of Being Idle

Road Trip!

As today was the hottest day that England has seen since August 2003, it seemed like the ideal time to mount a journey to go and fetch my new car. For a journey that took five hours, I was actually on the move for remarkably little little of it. I walked to the station (five miles, hottest day in two years remember) and arrived literally in time to see the train I wanted to close its doors and pull away. So then I had to wait for an hour for the next one to turn up. That train was actually on time and went where and when it was supposed to, but there were some amazingly irritating little girls on it... Okay I say little, they were probably 14,15,16, something of that order, and one of them particularly was just infuriatingly hyper-active. She couldn't sit down for two minutes, she couldn't talk without shouting, she just climbed on the seats and ran about and played 'music' on her mobile... I don't know about everybody else in the carriage, but I wanted her to DIE. Right there. Just DIE, like *snap* and she's gone. No, actually I was only minorly irritated cos I was reading most of the way, and I just kinda tuned her out. So then I get to Birmingham to change trains, run to the right platform just as this train is closing it's doors, but the guard this time was really nice and let me in through his door and onto the train proper. Which would've been great except that this train went approximately 300 yards before it was halted by a points failure. So that was another hour of waiting, waiting standing up this time 'cos there weren't any spare seats. Anyhoo, eventually this train got underway and then things went pretty well, I got to Burton and walked the couple miles from that station to my parents house, where my new car awaited!
Its great, I should say that right now. Its a pacific green Ford Focus 1.6 Zetec, which basically means its a pretty nippy little car which is green, and has a CD player. Driving back tonight was great fun, zooming down almost deserted roads, Oasis booming out of the stereo, finding all the cool new things it can do. Okay admittedly it IS just a car and not the answer to all lifes problems, but this one is only five years old (with one not terribly careful owner, but low mileage and a full service history) whereas my Granada was like twenty years old, and whilst it was hi-tech when it was new it sure as hell wasn't by the time I got it. This car is like moving into the space age, at least in terms of little things like engine noise and road-holding (cos damn this baby sticks to the road!), and the little conveniences of life. I really like this car, it was a shame to be home and to not have anywhere else to drive... Still tomorrow is another day eh? hehehe
Stu's not coping all that well with being back in the real world though. I saw all his holiday photos (and he was right, the vast majority of them are from the one morning of the Star Wars exhibition), but he seems so sad to be back in his regular everyday job in Burton... I can understand that though, I'd be just the same. 'Twas good to see him again, even if it was only for a couple of hours.
I'm really tired again, even though I actually had a decent nights sleep last night (although I didn't realise that until I woke up this morning, and I was like "whoah! I've just woken up! Which implies I was asleep! Sweet!") but the days exertions were pretty exerting, and all that travelling sure does wear you out...
Ohohoh! And I've just come across a soundtrack album for the Sega Saturn game NiGHTs Into Dreams, and I'd forgotten how bloody magical that games music was. If you don't believe me, just listen to Gate Of Your Dreams...
Okay, and with that I believe its off to bed, and to the gate of my dreams!

posted by BadMonkey @ 11:07 PM