kneeshooter | No reason to post... and then...

I've not updated for a while other than ~~thinly disguised fishing for compliments~~ photographs; and I was thinking today how dull this must make me appear - and surely my life must be more than the SciFi channel.

Then I discovered I had two new skills - the "Rain Dance" and "Inability to arrange cycle reservation".

The former I discovered when trying to mow the lawn. I sorted everything out, mowed one straight line, and got rained on. Half an hour later I try to repeat the process but thanks to the heavy presence of stimulants in my bloodstream I manage to get it done before the heavens opened again; in fact they waited until I had the hosepipe out. Never before have I stood in the garden with a runny hose getting rained on. It did seem like an exercise in futility.

The second was down to a fantastic plan to take my bicycle to York for the weekend. Ignoring the fact I won't be able to take any clothes due to taking the camera, I realised that I should book my ticket in advance in order to avoid

sharp intake of breath "You can't put that on here"

Now, this should be easy. I telephoned, stayed on hold for 20 minutes then was told

"We can do you a reservation tomorrow, but not on Sunday".
"Ok, when can you do me a reservation on Sunday?"
"Don't know"
"Can I buy the ticket to get the reservation for tomorrow, then call back and arrange the reservation for Sunday later?"
"No."
"Oh."
"You can buy one ticket now then the other separately."
"Yes, but that will cost me an extra £20."
"Can you go to the station tonight?"
"If I wanted to do that I wouldn't have tried telesales"
"Oh."

In the end I gave up, and will attempt to visit a station tonight ~~on my bicycle~~ in my car and ask them to sort it out