Wednesday, August 17, 2005

Shit comes in torrents

Second day back at work after the holidays. The first is always the hardest, trying to get back into the swing of things. Second day was going to be a doddle. Launch of a Contract Management Framework at Hampden Park. theboss was doing a presentation at it to around 500 folks from voluntary sector. I need to be there at 9.30am. Should be no problem using public transport. I wake up with a start at 7.45am. The alarm is set for 6.15am. Jumping into the shower and skipping breakfast I should still make the 8.17am from Irvine and I'll get there on time if its not late. The last thing I do before leaving the house is grab my phone and notice that I have a text from First Scotrail (I've signed up for warning texts) saying that the 8.17am may be delayed. Shit! I get thewife to drive me to Kilwinning where I can get another train. I arrive and amazingly enough the first train that comes along is the one I would have got on at Irvine, on time! Things are looking up. Get to Glasgow Central. There's a train for Newton which goes to Mount Florida, where I want to be at 9.10am. Should take 10 minutes with a 10 minute walk at the other end. Perfect. The information boards tell me its at Platform 8, I go and sit on the train at Platform 8. Its late leaving, about 5 minutes. My stop is the 3rd or 4th. 3rd and 4th stops on the train I am on are not Mount Florida however. I ask the ticket inspector who confirms my suspicion that I may be on the wrong train. It was the front train on the platform that was going to Mount Florida. I say that there was only one train on the platform when I got on. He apologises. I have to get the next train back to Glasgow Central, and get the next train, 10.10 by this time to Mount Florida. Should get in by 10.30 just an hour late. Fuck! Okay so the actual event is due to start at 10.00 Its probably going to start a bit late I might just manage to sneak in at the introduction. I get there eventually. It started dead on time can you believe that of a Social Work event. Anyways I arrived in time to catch all of theboss's excellent (sook) presentation and the whole thing was rather succesful and then, as I switched my phone back on thewife phoned me to say she had called an ambulance for mumsy to go into hospital as she was incoherent and seemed to have had possible a minor stroke. By the time I get home and we have dinner and get to the hospital to find mumsy pretty much normal and entirely coherent and having a laughing fit at the doctor trying to get blood from her the day just got enormously better. Its still going to be ended with several glasses of wine though. I'll get round to the package of fine things from Father Bell later.
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