
The thing is, I don't actually like many people. Most of the time I much prefer solitude and tranquility.

But I do have a small collection of perfectly-formed friends -- which is lovely, but sometimes they make demands.

This has been one of those weekends where a mad confluence of friend demands has occurred, leaving me with very little time to swim in the sea of me.

And, more importantly from your perspective, very little time for blogging.

Hence the sparsity.

But I'm hoping this rather fine if random collection of trains will slake at least some of your thirst.
It does mine.
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