Whatever that means

That London

Blip 2013 - 01 31

Early train to London, although with no working sockets and the usual crappy wifi work turned to doodling the other passengers and, if only I could draw better and faster, what might have been a weird composite landscape of little things that caught my eye as the train whizzed past. A pylon here, a van there, a chimney, some trees …

London was my annual appraisal (still got a job) and then out for dinner with the other directors and then a sleeper train home. So midnight passed with me half pissed in the sleeper’s lounge car drinking whisky with an SWP member I worked with 20 years ago. We considered commandeering the train and marching on Holyrood in the morning.


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This entry was posted on January 31, 2013 by in The Bank of Me.
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