Zorro is here again

And I just had a revelation which is too little too late.

You see, for Lanimers I'm helping out the Kirkfieldbank community float which happens to have a Spanish theme. My mum, who is my back-and-forward with people I don't even know that well, told me I had a choice of Spanish-style dancer or Zorro..... who gets to have a sword. I chose Zorro.

And I just realised that instead of buying it, I could have borrowed it off of Dave or Rob.... Ah, well. C'est la vie.

The trains were disrupted this morning due to a power failing at a signal station. And when I say disrupted, I mean disrupted. They weren't moving at all. And one of the conductors/drivers/whatevers came on the train when we got stopped at Dalmarnock (a stop we shouldn't even have stopped at) and said it could take between five minutes and five hours to get it fixed.

I decided I couldn't be bothered waiting: I hadn't had any breakfast and I was going to be late for my lecture. So I wandered out of the station before realising I had absolutely no idea which direction to go for buses. I was being tempted to phone for a taxi even though, in my mind it would cost an arm and a leg and possibly my spleen, too, when I noticed a bus passing on an intersecting road.

I wandered, quickly, along and found a bus stop that told me there was a bus that would take me to Buchannan bus station. Incidentally, this bus arrived a few seconds later. It went past the Barras, which I haven't been to in ages and I got off at the Trongate.

I ended up not going to the Physics lecture and went and got food instead.