On sight-snoring

I am on the road again. Or more rather on the tracks. Since I’m travelling almost entirely by train. Whatever. It’s a 7 1/2 hour journey from where I live to where I have to be at 7pm. Instead of leaving at midday and making a usual late appearance, I chose an early train so […]

On [not] helping

I spent a lot of yesterday getting on and off trains. I love the freedom of county tickets and days off – the freedom to do exactly what I want, where I want to do it. 🙂 Each time I realised the current plan wasn’t going to work, I changed it, checking the timetables in […]

On commuting, phones and free time

I’m back on the train. I have joined the commuting classes – as if there were such a thing – and I’m quite glad about it. Not especially about the ride, but it creates a small space in my day where no one can complain about me ‘playing’ with my phone. No one can be […]

On being wet, cold and bad tempered

It rained on the way to the train station. Really hard. Hailed too. I understand that it has to rain sometimes. I know the ground is rock hard. I know the farmers have been practically begging for rain for weeks. That’s all good and logical. I’m all for happy farmers. However. Why can’t it rain […]

On intolerance and trains

I would like to believe that I am a tolerant person. However. Commuting seems to bring out my intolerant side. Some things are especially infuriating. Take, for example, bikers. People who ride bikes. Most of my life I held the opinion that cycling was generally a good thing to do. Environmentally friendly and all that. […]

On the train to work

Today is my first ‘proper’ day at work in Berlin. (I went to talk to everyone and sort out my workbench last week, but I couldn’t start until my insurance came through. One of them still hasn’t, but I can’t really push my starting date further back than it already is…….) The journey there is […]

On anniversaries

I’ve been here (on WordPress) for a year now. A year is a pretty long time for me to stick to something. Except it doesn’t feel like I’ve been stuck. When I wrote it was because I wanted to, not because I had to. I think I like writing. A whole lot more than I […]