A post on the weather

Apart from meaningful contemplation of the weather, I have little to add apart from to say that I enjoyed the services of the Caledonian Sleeper for the first time last night, and found it a reasonably civilised and comfortable service which I would use again if I find myself (as today) in the situation of having to go out to dinner in London the night before giving a lecture at 9am in Edinburgh. I hope that won't be too often. The funniest thing of all was standing outside Waverley Station at 6am this morning waiting for my lift home (I mean, I ask you, what service, he wasn't waiting outside the station with the car for my return at 6am...you just can't get the staff these days). I fully expected to run into someone I'm related to returning from a night's revelling in aid of St Patrick. In fact, we saw one such reveller making rather unsteady progress along Pilrig Street wearing one of those funny Guinness hats they hand out just a few minutes later.
Anyway, this post was intended to bring a little levity to this blog, which appears to have been getting a little too serious in my absence, what with hassles with Blogger (which have continued this morning) and some of the other political debates which have been joined.
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Yes, well, if someone, who shall remain nameless BondWoman, had made up her miknd beforehand whether or not she wanted picking up the 'taxi service' would have been there waiting for her; but no, the 'taxi driver' was rudely awoken, from a delicious sleep, at 6am, I repeat 6am, with a request to be picked up. Women, I ask you.....
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