Floods and Nightclubs.

I cancelled Mel’s visit when I saw the state of the road this morning, which turned out to be just as well because her train was cancelled, too. It seems that the floods had affected the line, the signals and the phones. A bus service was laid on instead, and it took two hours to travel forty miles due to hold-ups caused by – floods. They tell us it’s all down to the jetstream not being where it should be at this time of year. Global warming, apparently.

On an entirely unrelated subject, something just reminded me of how much I hate nightclubs. Always did, even when I was a teenager. I gather they’re much worse these days – body markets without manners, and rather more dangerous. But I won’t go on because I already did this subject some time back in my blogging past.

Something is making me nadgy again.