Having spent all Wednesday in futile wait for delivery, well at least it arrived so it wasn't actually futile, I spent all day Thursday catching up on things undone.
Friday has been a day where my brain closed down altogether.
Some say no change has been noted.
I tried out my new and exciting (they say) exercise regime and indeed this made a difference.
I woke up, my brain began to work anew, my breathing was considerably deeper and my body responded by aching in all the right places and soon afterwards I fell into a deep slumber.
On waking I found nothing of interest anywhere in the world and have slowly returned to the state of sloth that I found at 07:30 hours this morning.
It's been that sort of a day.
I could have read some of the books piled up in various places around the house but did not have sufficient vim to concentrate on them for long. (By 'vim' I mean 'energy' not the old scouring powder we used to use.) There was a thought that hoovering the floor might be a good idea, that was soon pushed aside. Instead I watched a video of a train crossing the country in the snow at a pace that my brain could follow.
'Borrowed' from facebook.
How relaxing train journeys can be! I can really enjoy a trip by rail, provided it is not overcrowded. I have endured a commuter train on occasion and this was not a pleasant experience, outside that however such travel is comfortable and relaxing.
Out side the window we see parts of the country we often miss when travel is by car, railways offer country views as well as the rear end of industrial sights which can on occasion offer something to contemplate also. Comparing the 'Blue Circle' Cement works (If it is still called that) to the view if the Firth of Forth that lies on the other side of the track is worth comprehending. While cement has its uses the view of the open sea refreshes in a way a concrete bridge never shall.
Quaint country rail stations can be glimpsed often decorated with flowers by the staff. These are becoming rarer as cost cutting now offers a bare efficient platform and a glorified bus shelter all to often. When I used Dunfermline station (Lower, not Upper) there was a complete set of buildings on both sides. Today while the entrance remains extant the far side platform has a bus shelter for the commuters to Edinburgh and while a view can be seen now quite clearly the absence of proper station buildings is disappointing. I believe Dunfermline Upper is now a supermarket or a B&Q!
Maybe I ought to get on a train tomorrow, I better check the weather.