Finished watching Gundam: Requiem for Vengeance on Netflix last night. We enjoyed it.
The whole white demon is going to kill us all vibe is excellent.
Others disagree, for reasons that I get about it not doing as well as it could've, but I don't care enough to allow them to get in the way of watching giant mecha action.
In other news, I took my truck down to Lasham to have it serviced and renew the MoT for another year. It was a day to remember, but not in a good way. The phone app said an hour twenty minutes trip, which was the first underestimation of the day, as I reckon it took way longer that that to than that to get to the M25 ( I wasn't paying attention to the time as traffic was nose-to-tail bumper car goodness).
Usually getting to the M25 takes about 45 minute, so you can see where this is going.
After coming off at junction 5 on the M3 things went really Pete Tong. Lost the internet connection, and ended up in the middle of nowhere when I realized I was no longer being nagged to take a turning. That will learn me to pay attention.
Anyway, after circling around endless country lanes that all looked alike, I get the GPS back and proceed again to my destination, and then the phone battery died on me, despite having a full charge when I set off.
After a major panic, I managed to park up outside Alton, and find someone to help me out. Drew a map on the back of the old Mot certificate, and finally got to Lasham. Total trip time 4 hours.
And the icing on the cake, got a lift to Alton station to catch the 15.4, but didn't get home until 19.30; a normal journey back to Clapham Junction turned the trip into a nightmare, due to the West London route closing at short notice for maintenance with a bus replacement service.
All good, right?
After waiting half an hour for the bus, it's late Friday afternoon and traffic is solid, I was informed by another bus replacement service driver that the one I'd been waiting for wasn't coming. Ever. So, I was guided to another regular bus stop, and the handy-dandy clock said it would arrive in 20 minutes.
It did not arrive. Cancelled on route for reasons unknown.
So, back to Clapham Junction station to ask, given the state of everything, whether or not I could use my ticket, only valid for travel on the West London line to go into Waterloo and use the underground? I could, and so had to wait for the next inbound train, and then negotiate the commuters and travel on the tube to get home.
Arriving at Hammersmith, the connecting train to my stop departed with the next reported as not departing for 20 minutes. I walked from Hammersmith to Shepherds Bush at a rate of knots that left me frazzled.
I have spent today chilling.
