Morning bloggypeeps.

Yesterday I saw V. in chavtown, he told me he had just got out of jail for hitting a policeman.
Hm.
He looked a bit high.
Whatever happened to him being a special constable and all the rest of it?
He said he was 'smashed out of his face on Vodka' at the time.
I hope it is just a phase, he is too good to be in trouble and turn bad.

Anyway.
It was a brief day in chavtown. The walking help went well. And that is all I really went for.

I did go on the computers and do part of a health diploma.
But no work.

There were thunderstorms and a rainbow.

On the way back to sattelite town the train operators decided to tip everyone off the train at a station and change the trains around. People heading for sattelite town were offered a nice fast train but with a 15 minute wait, so I had a pleasant wander and sat in this little country station which is vaguely familiar.

The fast train had a very eccentric guard, very unguardlike.

Anyway, we arrived in Sattelite town and I found I had lost my bus ticket and had no cash and very little phone credit, there are no post office cash points in this town and it was late evening, so I used my last text to text my friend, but he was at house group and didn't get the text. So a security guard lent me his phone and I phoned my other friend, who came to collect me.
The muddle shows my state of mind.