What Inspires Me
Sunday and off to work on the Sunday service. Early start but that gave me a chance to mooch around in search of a photo. Luckily Wigan never fails to provide something and after several possible candidates I arrive at this. Some sort of hen party had discarded it going on the proximity of the Brides Gang piece of rubbish.
Grab a coffee and packet of Wotsits from John Menzies, wander in and no surprises I’m first in. Get my shit out of the locker and set up for the day. Not a great day work wise but not a totally shite day. Got to catch up with a bit of writing which was positive. Finally got to meet Meg who’s been off ill. Seems pleasant enough.
Back home via superior bus and in the door and I’m fed by Carol with stew and dumplings, delish. Phone home. Shoot the breeze with the folks. Catch up with the blogging and write some shit.
Discover a change in the shift pattern, early’s next week to be followed by lates. It’s no bad thing delaying the lates given that C returns to work tomorrow. Need to nip in early so I can visit Asda, C needs more hot chocolate.
Music
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The Best Of Horace Silver The Blue Note Years – Horace Silver
- Horace Silver And The Jazz Messengers – Horace Silver
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Serenade To A Soul Sister – Horace Silver
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III -Walter Smith III
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In Common – Walter Smith III
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Twio – Walter Smith III


Cases packed and out for 06.30. slight panic that they go to the right Bus. Sorted, I go for a stroll down to the Spar to take some pics. C rings to find out where I am.
Beware larks, we’re up, about and after you. Decide Breakfast is a dish best served elsewhere so we head to the train station, eat one bacon barm and one sausage barm (you can guess who had which!) at the caff at the station. Then onto the 07:48 to York.
Day at leisure… aka Scarborough day. Usual morning routine, wake early, grumble about breakfast time and then ablute. Brew, breakfast and we plan the day ahead. At least the day is sunny! 
Wake in the dungeon…. but the bed is comfy. As per usual we wake early and then have the hang around until 9.00 when we are due to have breakfast. It’s a bit of a pain in the backside that suits neither C or me. Ablute and make a brew. Read.
Wake, ablute and brekky, leave the houseo for trip to Scarborough. At the bus stop by 8.30. Grayway feeder arrives 15 minutes early which suits us. Off to Burtonwood services, changeover is smooth and plenty of time for a coffee.
Happy Easter! A day of tech support with Cal setting up Sharon’s new PC, getting camera shit together to go away. Setting things to charge.
An early start and it’s into Wigan in search of today’s photo. Return to the big giant head!


Aaargh! Anxiety! So looking forward to next week.