- I am on a nice fast train to Manchester to see Becca.
- I have coffee, fruit cake and a Twix (yeah, I know, these latter two are technically Bad Things but it's complex, and for the purposes of this Emuārs Entity they have honorary Good Thing status. OK?)
- I have this little computer, upon which I very much like to write.
- I have my dearly-beloved Wretched Young Persons' Portable Phonographic Device, and it just (randomly) played me Spem in Alium and now we have an incidental music track from Wings of Desire and between those two, believe me, I am somewhere beyond happiness.
- In any case I am still abuzz with some inexplicable, bizarre, nameless religio-musical ecstasy having heard the St Matthew Passion live for (don't laugh) the first time in my life last night. More of this elsewhere, possibly, when I get a moment or perhaps more than a moment.
- It's nice countryside outside and I keep seeing lovely canal places.
Things, generally speaking, could be worse.
4 comments:
I would go as far to say that all three things are Bad Things. I mean, at least the fruit cake has, ohhh, fruit?
Actually, to be honest it was a bit of a Mutant Stodge Cake like something left over from British Rail Catering c.1970 and not at all like Mum (Mom) used to make, and I did wonder if its fruit content was, er, somewhat low. Whereas the coffee is a natural healthful product with genuine (ish) cows' milk in and the Twix is simply so delicious that it is exempt from all criticism. Or something ...
I think you are trying to convince yourself more than me. And thanks for clarifying that Mum = Mom. I could have been lost with that one!
heheh yes quite. :)
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