Taking my morning train

A fortnight today, the biggest shake up to rail timetables in the UK in a very long time is happening. I wont actually be here to see it, the only ‘trains’ I’ll be worrying about on that date will be the Seattle Light Rail, to get me to the baseball!

In a sense, I’m told, it offers a massive improvement in rail services, which would be nice, but in truth, given Trans Pennine Express’s inability to run a decent service now, how they are going to run an improved one, no idea!

In honesty, I hardly use the trains nowadays, generally just once a week, on a Saturday morning, as there are bigger gaps in the bus schedule early on a Saturday morning, compared to the weekdays, or indeed, later in the day on a Saturday. So the 7.50 train to Bradford served me quite nicely! Sadly, its only going to do it one more time! As from 26th May, or if you like 2nd June as will concern me, that train will leave at 8.09, no use whatsoever! There is a bus at 8.00 which will beat that easily, but make it a very tight squeeze to get to work for 9.00. Previous bus? 7.30, which would have me in work by 8.30, but would mean leaving here 20 minutes earlier, and its an early enough start as it is! So no, doesnt work as an improvement for me.

And funnily enough… I actually now have a return visit planned to Blackpool in June, and formerly, there was a train from Bradford (or Halifax) that went all the way to Blackpool North, without changing. No, I’m not yet that physically limited, but someone who will be ‘chaperoning’ me is, so the change at Preston will be a nuisance for him. No, he’s not really chaperoning me, but a train trip, a couple of nights away, and a day riding the trams, he’s not going to turn that down. Irony, the Sunday service coming back, still a direct train, something at least!

So yes, in theory, all these train travel benefits, and they do nothing but hamper my plans! Ah well…

Right, video time. A spot of live Monkees. Well, 3 of them at least, as its a 1996 performance.

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Didnt I have a lovely time, the day I went to Blackpool?

Well, hopefully a few of you at least have been eagerly waiting for the report from Friday night. If you werent, you’re getting it anyway! 😛

Beyond a few moments of, err, entertainment on the last section of the journey, from Preston, to Blackpool, in truth the journey was relatively unexciting. The ‘entertainment’, some very loud children, and the fact that we had 2 wheelchair passengers, as opposed to the train designed 1, caused some fun. But in truth, we arrived pretty much on time.

The hotel was pretty much standard budget hotel, with thin walls which we noticed overnight (people talking outside the room), and though in theory we had a second bed, it was so designed that neither of us, in perfect health conditions would have been able to get out, and besides, we had no bedding for it anyway! Survey comments done, lol! But fine, thats not what you want to hear about, is it? So after a meal together, Eric went back to the Trams, I went off to the Winter Garden, and through the time travel portal. Fine, not literally, but you get the drift? After an early false start, the staff worked out where we needed to go, and lo and behold, I was soon in a lovely, and short pink flapper dress. Fine, I wasnt going to care about length for one night, but more on that shortly. Thing is, flappers werent designed to have boobs, or big shoulders, and the zip wouldnt do up properly at the back. Anyway, as you will see shortly, I was quickly changed into another dress which was longer, with no zip issues, perfection! Well, I was flashing someleg, but…

Oh fine, like this!

Me in Blackpool

There is a better one of me, but it has someone else in the picture, and I’m loathe to use that without her permission. I suspect she wouldnt care, but to be on the safe side… If she grants it in hindsight, I will add it to the posting. So if you come here in 6 months time, see 2 photos, and are confused, you know why!

The evening was great fun, lots of lovely people that I was working with, equally a lot of nice people in the audience, including 1 wonderful gentleman I talked to for a while, who had originally come from Bradford! However, having flirted as an Usher prior to performance, stood on the stairs, we eventually got told that part of our work was done. I decided to give the film, Some Like It Hot a chance, but it didnt grab me much, so after an hour or so, I headed back to the refreshment area, got myself a coffee, and started chatting with a few others, until it was time for part 2, getting those who had paid for it, to the party upstairs.

All went smoothly, then a few of us went up to the Balcony, put on a bit of a show (very tame dancing, by Flapper standards, I suspect) for the guests for a while, then I, and a few others went back and changed into modern life again. One treat I had for a while, was to do something I’d never done before (and no, it wasnt to dance the Charleston), which was to wear a pair of those long gloves that go up to your elbow, and maybe beyond. I’d seen pictures of them, always wanted to wear them, and now I have!

End result, everything, and everyone was so lovely, I’m already planning on going back next year, however crazy, and unpractical that is. Might be a different era, but as long as it doesnt mean wearing something as revealing as what my past life self, the chorus line dancing, Clara Johnson had to wear, all should be fine. But no, I’m not going to suggest 42nd Street, or the like, just in case, lol! But beyond that, I’ll definitely be back. Fine, if it is that, I will probably still go back!

The journey home by ‘modern trains’ was a bit more entertaining. The train from Preston, back to Manchester was very crowded, but ‘Queen Bitch’ soon pushed a way through for me, and Eric, to our reserved seats, and someone was already sat in them! Yes, they got moved, probably not my most diplomatic moment of my life, but hey, its principle, and neither of us could have stood, anyway!

Then we get back to Manchester, running late, so going to be a tight push, or no go for our booked train back to Huddersfield. Only…I looked at the departure board, it had been cancelled! So anyway, the next train was going to be very crowded, (2 sets of passengers, plus loads of football fans), but I lined Eric up roughly where I thought the doors would be, and we grabbed 2 seats very quickly!

After that, out last night, with Ella as well, for the birthday meal. I wore the same dress as last week again, so I stayed in Flapper mode for the weekend. Oh, should I mention, this was all done in lots of snow!

In theory I’m back to work tomorrow, but if it had been today, I’m certain it would have been a ‘snow day’ off, with my physical issues. Tomorrow, who knows? Hopefully its better in the morning, I must say. Not just because I’m due back, but because I need to learn something for the following week, which I will probably relate later in the week, but until then…?

Yes, I hurt, partly because of Friday, partly because of the current weather. When (or strictly at this point, I guess, if) I do this next year, I’ll pace it better, all that travel, on top of everything else, in 1 day, was just too much now. Go down the day before, build to it, and have a day off afterwards to recover, before coming back, far wiser! But hindsight is a wonderful thing!

Video time. The frightening thing for me, this song is 50 years old, and I remember it being released!

Hanging On The Telephone

I’m not sure how many of my readers will remember the good old pre-internet days, when if you wanted to purchase something, you either had to go into a shop, send a payment by mail order (no, I dont expect people to remember that!), or phone up! Nowadays, its possible to do nearly everything online, and fine, despite my love of all things 1920’s and 30’s, I’m as guilty of doing that as everyone else nowadays!

However, on Friday, I was trying to order things online, but couldnt get the credit card to work, was getting some strange error message, truth be told. Mind, they were railways sites, which are being bombarded by visitors at that time, because of the weather over here, so that might have had something to do with it. Card company said it wasnt them, anyway, havent needed to make any purchases since, so who knows?

So, I gave one of them a call, given I need my new Senior Railcard in a fortnight (yes, still 60 over here, unlike pension age), I rang up, and got them ordered that way. Now, I didnt need to book the rail tickets immediately, but while I was in the mood, and had the time, seeing I was indoors, hiding from the snow and ice, protecting my back, I did the same with them, having had the same issue online. Rare kudos to Trans Pennine Express, I ordered the tickets early Friday afternoon, they arrived Saturday morning! Now, if only their trains were as prompt lol…?

Oh fine, I’d rather get to Blackpool by flying saucer/space craft, or by a 1920’s suitable steam train, but modern diesel trains will have to do, I guess? Mind, knowing me, I’d want an alien costume/body suit to do that. Oh, if anyone wants to get me one, especially friendly aliens, I wouldnt say no! Mind, whether I would ever get back out of one provided by aliens…?

But yes, fine, I’ll happily get back to being a ‘Modern Millie’ and booking stuff online again, I must admit.

Fine, video time. Two songs for the price of one! One is the obvious one, the other is Blondie’s comeback hit of 1999! All live!

 

I should have just been hanging round

Fine, today I proved to myself why I dont bet, and its because I’m a lousy gambler. More on that shortly.

Yesterday, the first target was to turn my little phone into an active one, by getting its umpteenth new Sim card over the years. Basically, they last 90 days, and apart from 2 occasions, everytime I travel to the US, I need a new one. And so, choices, choices…

Because I wanted to go back to Pasadena at some point on the holiday, and there was an AT&T store near the metro station there, I went over there to do it. I could have done it locally, but it would have needed a fair walk, so fine, excuse made. Pasadena is a lovely place to visit, except for this weekend, when I gather it will be chaos there, with pop concerts, museum tours, and roadworks, all adding to the racing at Santa Anita, so yes, glad its done.

After finishing there, I did the opposite to the Pet Shop Boys, and went East. The line has been extended eastwards to Azusa, so I took a chance to travel on it. A bite of lunch, then back to Pasadena for the bus journey home. Apart from 4 people each travelling just one stop (one may have had health issues, the other 3 definitely didnt), it was a fairly dull affair.

This morning is when I gambled, and got it wrong. I walked down to the Metro station to get a train downtown, to find that an ‘every 10-12 minute service’ wouldnt be along for 21 minutes! So fine, I thought, I’ll walk down, get the bus to Santa Monica, and get the train back. Yes, another new line I wanted to go on. Oh fine, I picked the crazy bus, clearly! So yes, with all the delays with those folk, I could have waited over 20 minutes for the train downtown, gone back out to Santa Monica, and still have been quicker!

I did my stroll around town, stopping off for a coffee, before heading to the biggest Santa Monica landmark, the pier! Which supposedly is the end of Route 66, halfway down its length, according to the sign. I strolled to the bottom, said my close up farewell to the Pacific, in case I dont go down there at Pacific Palisades, though I will see it as I fly out, but thats not the same thing. Lunch on the pier, then finally I got that train I could not miss, back to LA.

In truth the most memorable bit of the journey was 2 teenagers being ‘tough’ until some guy actually stood up to them, and then they quietened down! They had reminded me why I’m not a fan of modern music at least!

Tomorrow evening, is dress up time, as I’m off to the movies at the Egyptian Theater. I know, I dont have to, especially nowadays, but it will be fun to put a dress on, so I will. Sunday afternoon, a Women in Media event, so a chance to try and sell my talents, maybe? Other than that, I’ll see what the morning brings!

I’ve given a couple of clues to the video, so hopefully you know what it is, without looking!

Who me, evil mind controller?

Yes, that title is full of sarcasm, before anyone starts panicking or anything, though I did wonder last night, but besides all that…

Yesterday was my first day back at work after my holiday (I know, one day back, then a day off, but its just the way it plans out), and all went fine. Pleasant enough, not too crazy day at work, with a finish at my standard time, 7 in the evening. Oh fine, I got teased gently for using my flirting skills on a client to placate him, but if you heard the difference in his tone from when he called, to when I finished the call, yes, it works! Not that I’m ever going to meet any of them, so it really doesnt matter, and I doubt he saw me as a 59 year old spinster type down the line anyway!

Well, I walk down to the bus station, and head up to the bay where the bus to Huddersfield goes from, and I could see through the window that my favorite seat was taken. Its the last row of the main front facing seats on the bus, and they’re raised above the rest, so you get a better view. Worse, I looked across, and the one opposite, behind the driver was also taken. Fine, then I got on the bus, and I forgave one of them at least.

No, I dont know why I have a crush on her, she is exceedingly slim, and I prefer my women to have a bit of curve to them. She doesnt make up for it with stunning looks, though she’s certainly not hard on the eyes, all the same. She’s cute though, just saying. Yes, not that much younger than me (40’s, probably?), but sadly, I’m pretty sure she’s got a wedding ring, but that doesnt stop me crushing, at least.

So fine, I was not going upstairs, and missing out on her, even though there were limited seats available downstairs. No, I didnt go and sit next to her, though fine, it might have been tempting. Instead I sat in the middle of the long seat at the back of the bus, but fine, I cant see her face from there. There were 2 people sat in seats where I could have done, so secretly I willed them to get off the bus, and let me change seats. One woman took no notice of me (actually got off at same stop in Huddersfield), but after a few stops, the guy in the seat opposite her got up, and got off the bus! Yes, I changed seats pretty quickly! Sadly, all too soon, the bus got to Bailiff Bridge, and the crush of my life got off the bus, but I knew that was going to happen!

But fine, I hope the only reason that guy got off the bus was because it was his stop, and not because some wicked woman controlled his mind to do so! I know, cant be done, but I was so surprised when he got off so quickly, that…I hope neither he, or she actually read this, lol!

The video. Well, in truth, until I did a search on You Tube, I had no idea there was a live version of this, but lo and behold, with a title apt for that cute blonde…

Falling head over heels, but not in love!

Yes, I’d love a full body cybernetic upgrade, but in truth, at present, a leg, or knee replacement of that kind would be more urgently needed, like at present. Seriously, I’ve recovered a bit by now, but the right knee is still an ugly mess, if at least I can flex it now.

Thursday night, not unusually of late, the bus home from Bradford to Huddersfield was running late. There seems to be no consistency on this, you’ll go about a week and a half (current streak) when you never get the bus it would be nice to get (though almost impossible to do in theory), but not only that, I cant even get the one that I have 6 minutes allowance to get. Then at some point in the near future, the theory will flip, and I’ll be getting the early bus again. Been a few occasions of late where getting the bus I should get with 12 minutes to spare hasnt been possible! But anyway, Thursday…

Yes, it was late, and I assumed I’d missed the 8.56 bus (6 minute allowance) one, because it was already 8.58! Wrong, so I set off at as much of a run as I can do at my age, in a valiant attempt to catch it. What I didnt notice in my rush to get it, was four drunk men, not stylishly dressed, standing outside a bus shelter en route to the one I was aiming for.

Anyway. as I was approaching, I heard one of them say, “Look at the lady running for the bus.” but thought no more about it. Well, not until I actually passed them (I’d moved out on the pavement to avoid them), and saw one of them move towards me, and in mid step, felt my ankle tapped, and I went flying, yes, head over heels. No, it wasnt really, just went down face first, but…My hands were fine, pretty well protected by my thermal gloves, but my precious knees…My less damaged left knee took a thump, but not too serious. Unfortunately, my badly damaged right knee took most of the weight of the fall.

Thankfully, my knee didnt take the obvious opportunity to explode into a mess of bones. It hurt like hell when I got up, and I knew it was cut, but…the bus driver was actually waiting for me! And yes, I could walk, just about, so…I got the bus, walked home of sorts, and got my knee patched up. I went to work Friday, despite the pain, and the stiffness, but anyway, by mutual agreement, I passed on Saturday!

Now, thankfully, a lot of the pain is gone. Not all of it, but most. The knee still looks pretty horrid, but the miracle is, its still in one piece, and seemingly I dont have to bring forward my knee replacement op plans, as I feared.

But yes, if anyone wants to cybernetically upgrade my knee, my leg, or indeed my whole body to robot standards, yes please!

Right, video. What I sort of did on Thursday night. One of those Abba songs that doesnt get the playtime it probably deserves.

Now, if my surgery was being done like this?

I might be a lot keener to have it done! A clue to what I mean by that?

knee-surgery

Thanks go to ‘Legion’ for finding that picture, and posting it somewhere I would see it, has to be said. I know his real name, but for here, that will do.

Yes, there might be one or two here that know, but I suspect dont, that in terms of healthy joints, my body would fail most tests! My wrists, and fingers are riddled with arthritis (not too severely, thankfully), and my knees are a total surgical mess, with little, or no cartilage in either knee, if we are being truthful. No great details, beyond an accident as a child, but the pain is getting worse, as I get older, and I am now. So yes, a new robot body would be handy in more senses than one.

In truth, I’m already suspecting that next year, I’ll have to get at least one, if not both knee joints replaced, but I’ve been putting it off as long as possible. Yes, the pain, and general discomfort around the op doesnt thrill me, along with the time I would need off, having just got a job, but anyway, it will have to be done I suspect, especially the right knee, but as things stand, it wont be before October, as I have a work probation, and 2 holidays planned before then, and nothing is getting in the way of those!

But yes, fine, if it was all going to be done like in that picture, I might be a whole lot keener on the idea, to put it mildly! I know, I know, if only…Yes, I’d get all my joints sorted out if that was the option! 😀 If anyone can arrange that, as a Christmas present…?

Oh, yes, its Christmas! Actually got a week off this year, the longest break I’ve had while working, in a very long time! Finished last night, and dont go back until next Thursday. Then 2 days in, then 4 more off for New Year, wow! One of those is my day off for the week, but even so…

So yes, I got driven home for Christmas last night, even if it was only a bus driver, who couldnt get to Huddersfield quickly enough for me to get my perfect connection home, but I survived. Yes, thats a clue to tonights video, one of those Christmas songs that gets less attention than some. And being a Chris Rea fan…