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Home again, home again, jiggity jig. Good evening M.R. [Sep. 13th, 2009|11:36 pm]
Mark Rimmell
I am indeed home.

Lee-Anne has sort of moved out. The tiny bit of extra space in the hall seemed a little mournful.

At least Moses is still here. But he soon lost interest in talking to me once I fed him.

Steam Punk weekend rather good. Got to see Robert Rankin, who I haven't seen since the "poets and pints" nights at the Brentford Waterman's. Got to drink a few beers... and hang out with one of the friendliest bunch of people this side of Congenialville. Met a splendid couple who where staying in the same hotel as us. Got to see light-bulbs explode in a microwave (I've got to try that with a string of fairy-lights), had my idea for using the expansion of the universe as a method to increase the speed of my time machine dismissed as impossible by Dr Emma King (so it's back to the drawing-board on that one).

Purchased a pressure gauge, which after some tinkering will be used to measure the boiler pressure on the starboard number one engine. On the way up to Lincoln we stopped off at Hornchurch, antique and junk shop heaven. I got a silver watch chain to replace the one I couldn't find before leaving home and some sort of volt meter on a wooden handle (haven't a clue what it is but it's sure to come in handy.

The weekend went way too quickly. I didn't take a single photo... too busy having a good time. So if any one has a photo or two of Karen and myself, or just Karen, or even me on me "Jack Jones", I'd really like to see them.

Can't wait until the next one. But right now I'll settle for some sleep.