In train

I'm not sure whether I've grumbled about this before or not, but hey, it's my journal so I'm going to grumble about it now and sod the possibility of repetition.

I noticed both on the way up to Shrewsbury and on the return trip to Euston this afternoon, that amongst the younger train announcers it is now de rigeur to announce that we arriving into a station. Not at a station, into it. Now in my native language, one arrives at one's destination; that may be achieved by pulling into a station, but never arriving into. I expect that these are the same people who, in an emergency exercise, would try to evacuate people and not premises.

Happily, the announcer on today's Virgin Pandemonium Pendolino was a bit older and capable of making announcements in English, not some close counterfeit thereof.

In train

I'm not sure whether I've grumbled about this before or not, but hey, it's my journal so I'm going to grumble about it now and sod the possibility of repetition.

I noticed both on the way up to Shrewsbury and on the return trip to Euston this afternoon, that amongst the younger train announcers it is now de rigeur to announce that we arriving into a station. Not at a station, into it. Now in my native language, one arrives at one's destination; that may be achieved by pulling into a station, but never arriving into. I expect that these are the same people who, in an emergency exercise, would try to evacuate people and not premises.

Happily, the announcer on today's Virgin Pandemonium Pendolino was a bit older and capable of making announcements in English, not some close counterfeit thereof.

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So you thought that you were artistic, eh?

The inestimable captainweasel has found this site, which displays some serious origami.

The trouble is, it looks as though you have to be that rarest of individuals; someone with a brain that can cope with maths and visual art. I got a headache just looking at the templates. I wouldn't want to try designing one; my puny brane would just ooze out of my ears long before I'd achieved anything workable!

(no subject)

So you thought that you were artistic, eh?

The inestimable captainweasel has found this site, which displays some serious origami.

The trouble is, it looks as though you have to be that rarest of individuals; someone with a brain that can cope with maths and visual art. I got a headache just looking at the templates. I wouldn't want to try designing one; my puny brane would just ooze out of my ears long before I'd achieved anything workable!

Pimp my journal

I see from the clustrmap on my profile page, that after many months showing a complete lack of interest, the southern hemisphere has suddenly taken a vague interest in your favourite journaler’s LJ. >ahem<

Large chunks of North America are covered in spots – it’s a veritable rash of interest. The UK is virtually obliterated (though I have a sneaking suspicion that I haven’t set the brute to ignore my own visits, but what the hell) and there is a smattering of interest from Europe. After that, the pickin’s is slim. Someone in the former KGB popped in from a site in Moscow, and some bashibazouk from the sunny bazaars of Ankara provided another visitor.

In the southern hemisphere it looks as though a single visit from Australia and a passer-by from Jakarta was to be my lot, but suddenly Cape Town, Bangkok and Wellington have cropped up!

I’m just hoping that the one from Thailand isn’t Garry Glitter, because I don’t want to be in his gang; I’m too old for a start.

That leaves South America as the only habitable continent whence I have yet to receive a visit, though someone popping in from India and central Asia would be nice, too, just for balance.

Gratuitous remarks about Pinochet, Ghandi and Chairman Mao are needed, I think, to increase my Google profile from those areas.

Pimp my journal

I see from the clustrmap on my profile page, that after many months showing a complete lack of interest, the southern hemisphere has suddenly taken a vague interest in your favourite journaler’s LJ. >ahem<

Large chunks of North America are covered in spots – it’s a veritable rash of interest. The UK is virtually obliterated (though I have a sneaking suspicion that I haven’t set the brute to ignore my own visits, but what the hell) and there is a smattering of interest from Europe. After that, the pickin’s is slim. Someone in the former KGB popped in from a site in Moscow, and some bashibazouk from the sunny bazaars of Ankara provided another visitor.

In the southern hemisphere it looks as though a single visit from Australia and a passer-by from Jakarta was to be my lot, but suddenly Cape Town, Bangkok and Wellington have cropped up!

I’m just hoping that the one from Thailand isn’t Garry Glitter, because I don’t want to be in his gang; I’m too old for a start.

That leaves South America as the only habitable continent whence I have yet to receive a visit, though someone popping in from India and central Asia would be nice, too, just for balance.

Gratuitous remarks about Pinochet, Ghandi and Chairman Mao are needed, I think, to increase my Google profile from those areas.