Great start to my Friday. Engrossed in a pint of PG Tips and the Metro, I walked calmly away from my wee black rucksack and boarded the train without it. Leaving behind not only various work-related papers but my precious USB key, containing company accounts and documents from all my previous projects.
Cue frantic table-searching and some frankly astonishing swearing when I reached Livingston. I can also reveal that phone numbers of UK railway stations are off-limits to members of the public. Eventually though a nice chap on the Lost/Found line put me through and it was all good – the Haymarket people had raked through the contents and announced across the station “Could Ahren Bell from Sky Television please contact the supervisor on platform 4″. Result.
The Gimpian* are running another Bush-is-scared article. Given the competent and convincing approach of the ex-Whitehouser Clarke this is a particularly satisfying time. The interesting thing about the latest article is the revelatory stories of the abrupt change in focus from Afghanistan to Iraq.
* Q: was ‘Gimpian’ a Thundercats character or not?
26-Mar-04 at 6:39 pm | Permalink
I hate that feeling. Being the airhead that I invariably am, it happens all too often. I once left my portfolio case containing all past work, 3 sketchbooks that were worth more than my life, and 2 master zip disks with all the multimedia stuff i’d ever done on a bus going to Pilton. The day before an interview for Navyblue. I got it back. 8 hours later.
The reunion was the closest i’ve ever come to maternal instinct..
29-Mar-04 at 12:01 am | Permalink
I left a 5 grand tuba on a train to Perth once when I was in a state of drunken stupor on the way home from a concert in Glasgow. Thankfully I got it back the next day after a kind rail person had found it and phoned me to pick it up at Gleneagles.
29-Mar-04 at 12:23 pm | Permalink
Excellent. Thankfully tubas (tubae?) rarely go unnoticed.