now city centre’s over, noone really goes there;
There’s nothing quite like random acts of kindness from complete strangers to restore your faith in the human race. I lost my bus pass the other day, somewhere between the office and my mum’s, which was a complete disaster as I’m a bit short of money right now and there were six weeks left to run on it. There’s a happy ending though: thanks to both the anonymous person who found the pass and popped it in the post box on West George Street, and to “Gerry the Postman” who looked up my somewhat unusual surname in the Phone Book and called my mum, I got it back this morning. I’ve got the address of the depot he works at so I’m going to send a card and maybe a Lucky Dip on tonight’s lottery, unless anyone has a better idea for something that would fit through the post!
In other news, I bought a laptop yesterday. It’s going to cost me £15 a month
for the rest of my life, but it’ll be well worth it for wireless capability, the ability to run three programs at once and to not have to wait half an hour between switching it on and doing anything. I have a feeling that reinstalling Windows on this one should sort enough problems that somebody with a few less demands would be able to use it, so maybe I’ll be able to get a hundred quid or something for it on eBay.
Oh, and a last reminder for those of you in the Glasgow area: get along to the 13th Note tonight for some pretty decent bands and my DJing debut!!
Also, the Decemberists’ Autumn Europe/UK tour (dates here) is called “A Great Smiting of Chavs”. Love it.