Aaargh

Berlin was basically OK, except that something I ate last night was dodgy and I was awake for more of last night than I would have wanted.

Then, driving to work from Brussels airport after I had landed, as I zoomed through the Montgomery tunnel I felt a sudden KCHUNK and the car coasted to a halt on the uphill stretch. Phone calls to Touring, long wait while traffic pooled around me in one of the prime choke-points of Brussels suburbia, finally the Touring guy arrived and towed me to a nearby layby, more long wait while he fiddled with the distributor cap before shaking his head in bafflement and calling a pickup truck, more long wait for the pickup truck, which then couldn’t find the garage, probably because its driver was too busy talking to his girlfriend on his mobile phone to look for it properly, and eventually walked from the garage to my office with all my luggage from Berlin, still feeling fragile from stomach upset, and reaching my desk roughly two hours after I had expected.

And then I find that an invitation to an event I am doing next week has already been sent to the very senior invitees with my name mis-spelt. Given the day that I’ve had, it’s annoyed me more than I think it normally would.

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1 Response to Aaargh

  1. nwhyte says:

    the pimps and bullies he was called to testify about as his known acquaintances in court proceedings in 1612

    I’d hate to think of anyone trying to reconstruct my intellectual life from court records. They would get the impression that I cared only about minor traffic offences and tenancy disputes, and would therefore conclude that this entire blog and all my published works must therefore be fakes.

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