Whatever that means

More Cramond


A pleasant wee dander down the prom and back up the path with TFP this morning. No rushing. Then straight onto a train to Aberdeen to see a client for a long but fairly productive meeting. And then the train back. All would have been nice but for the loud-mouthed yakkers on the train who got on at Dundee and proceeeded to loudly bitch and moan all the to Edinburgh. Fair spoiled my snoozing.

The fun started at Edinburgh. Walked back to the office to pick up my bike and head home only realising when I got there that my office keys were in the office, which was now locked up for the night. I could have phoned someone but my phone was flat. Ach, bollocks. Walk back to the station and a train to Inverkeithing and taxi home. I’ll need to cycle into Edinburgh to get the car to go to the office to get the bike tomorrow. Dammit.


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This entry was posted on August 23, 2012 by in The Bank of Me.
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