I’m still quite taken with the speed of my transit from Belfast to Reading. I calculate that it took 3.5 hours door-to-door and that I could have shaved a good half hour to 45 minutes from that if I’d started the day with a ticket in my hands. I’d known for some time that I could do that in theory, but the practice was so easy. That’s barely more time than it takes me to reach my parents'.
The time since has been spent catching up. A few bits and pieces for the Greenbelt website, collecting delicatessen flyers, talking to friends both off- and on- line. And a whole lot of post-midnight time watching Fellowship of the Ring with Mel who’s staying with us for a short while.
Gradually we’re all gathering in Reading again. I feel my next few days will be filled with much storytelling (what’s your favourite summer story?).