Change of plans for getting to Charlotte's studio. The sensible train route is being dug up, and the alternative from Southampton takes 2hrs 22 mins to Waterloo (in 1970 it took an hour and 5 minutes!) so the little Skoda will be pressed into service, and take about an hour and a half if I'm lucky. Adding the car journey to Southampton and parking costs (as the train just doesn't match up) and the underground to that means it would be a race whether I'd die of old age, or bankruptcy before I got there. Sad, I try to avoid the car at weekends. (and I'm not riding Helga, my skills are still somewhat rusty, and the tyres are too many years old for wet weather, must dip heavily into the pockets for a new pair of decent ones.)
Just charged the Sony batteries, I may have to be sneaky and get someone to do a quick piccy of me against one of C's plain backgrounds, to make it easier for me to chop it out in Photoshop to put in a picture of Mallard, as I forgot to collect my inflammatory T shirt in time for my last visit to York. Its all in connection with a Twitter campaign about a statue...