The 1443

Mr A has been working in the vegetable patch today and when I went outside this afternoon to take his coffee and get a blip, the 1443 hours train from Cambridge to London Liverpool Street Station left the platform. Before looking at me the driver had been looking back along the train, presumably to make sure he had not left any carriages behind.

Mr A is cooking the jacket potatoes for tea in the bottom of his bonfire; these always taste better than when cooked by any other method. Once I have finished giving telephone tutorials and fed my other cats, I think I shall have a glass of something to round off what has been a very good day.