Went to the pool anyway. Massive school party walking in. I walked out. Don't need a couple of dozen eight year olds screaming the place down while I'm trying to do my thing. Lunch with Michelle, picked her up from OOCL and spied all the poor drones wandering around in their standard dress of white shirts and ties, dreadful lives. Remembered when I had to do that sort of thing for a living; I can always critisise the department and always do, but it's got to be better than that. Then a bimble around Felixstowe; around the port viewing point and the wildlife sanctuary at Landguard point as I had time to kill. Sparrowhawk spotted on top of one of the massive dock cranes, looking for lunch. Me, I had carrot and pepper soup. I suspect he had raw mouse. Spent a lot of happy times in Fxt, but in many ways it really is the Seaside town that they forgot to close down. Pier's closed off, which is never a good thing in the seaside credibility stakes, tourist attractions mainly consist of arcades and crazy golf. Oh and three million tons of cargo in the enormous container port, fifty yards from the nearest caravan park.

You know, you really can't turn back the clock. While I once again had time to kill yesterday evening (a rare luxury I'm making the most of), I took a nostalgic stroll around my old village... the recreation ground, the streets I used to haunt... I can remember the high school looking a damned sight further away from the primary school playing field when I was there, and that running track looked a damned sight longer. Thinking about it, it's twenty years since I wandered those streets drinking cider. You really can't go back and I don't think I should look at these things and places again.

About to run off and pick the grandmaternal one up for dinner with my olds in town, prior to rushing off to drink beer. Chest seems to be a bit better, but my morale isn't very up. Certain things manifest in my mind which I would much rather didn't for a few hours so that I can at least get a fun evening in. Wish they wouldn't do that.

Hey ho. Time for movement.