Pegasus or Myrtle

What another fine Monday of wonderment. So I am writing this from another hotel, handpicked, apparently but I am not sure by whom. I set off from home at 5.30am to Reading then just after 1pm headed up to Edinburgh. A cool total of 524 miles from the now comfy and much trusted '1 point not a lot but seems to go faster if I lean forward' little blue punto, I am not sure it was supposed to drink 2 tanks of fuel but it cruised very nicely and enjoyed the winding A702 or is it A720 between Abingdon services and Edinburgh. In the 9 hours of driving today the only time i was not on the phone was between 6am and 7am. Umm i will probably make an excellent study of the effects of bluetooth connectivity.

I spoke to Nathan who asked if I had sent the link to Izzy's blog again. She wrote an awesome email to him with a link to the google map of where they would dock from Cat Bah Island and with the instruction to look on the right of her blog to see mileage covered. Bless him as he looked all over the email to find the bit on the right. Ah well how literal they view the world and how different we do sometimes. I spoke to my dear friend Clayton who apparently just knew about the fact the underneath the exterior, all of the stuff that has come out recently to me, he saw from day one of knowing me last year. I guess that is why he does what he does and is such an awesome individual.

I spoke to Nic many times when my brain remembered or was prompted by another call from Heathrow lounge participants for yet another thing for tomorrow or Wednesday that needed printing, copying or just checking. But you know thinking of others and managing their load is what she does best. Being a PA is not what that entails so massive apologies. What I did not want for her is a 16 hour day which I think, with the 'dinner of misfortune', it end up being. Sorry Nic. I spoke to a potential new recruit for one of my clients who wanted to know how it really is to work there and apparently, according to her agency, she would get a real honest and down to earth view from...ummm....me

I had another text from Switzerland, not the country you understand but our fine friend who is over there right now in the rain watching the festival of cows coming down from the mountains before the snow begins. Yup I had no idea until last year that such things were celebrated but they are and the photos that will come back are no doubt as amusing as the stories of the many cow headdresses or random acts of cowdom that is there want.

I left a couple of voicemails too and had a conference call and lo n behold I arrived at the hotel. Been here many times but never stayed. Ummm. So first the receptionist, awesome. Glen who carried one of my 5 bags - great. Key in door after going in 2 lifts and walking 8 corridors not so good when it refused to move the lock. Ah well, long drive just chill. No phone reception in room, had forgotten about that but probably a good thing after the journey. TV at end of bath!awesome! Shower Curtain! Soft toy cat on bed called Travis - he is put outside the door if I dont want to be disturbed. I was disturbed at the thought - picture to follow!

So to the dinner of misfortune - drinks as speedy as you like, ordered dinner at 8.45pm. Dinner arrived just after 9.40pm. One main course each. Ummm I am sorry but I waited to hear the apologies and excuses, no I didnt, I just said it was unacceptable and it became free. Glen who helped me get in my room, had taken drinks and food orders then approached to say how ridiculous our wait time was. Fair play and I think he should be the Assistant Restaurant Manager versus Monsieur Upimself with an embarrassingly unkempt set of facial hair. Refreshingly honest service, thanks Glen! To top off a fine evening as we finished ordering coffee so the fire alarm went off. Lots of startled looking staff and lots of guests just heading for the exit. Sorry CK that must have been loud in your ear when you rang.

So to Pegasus or Myrtle. Seriously. Are those the only 2 names I am gonna get for her and as a certain tired individual but looking forward to being a tourist for a couple of days said ' Myrtle, is that like turtle?' So please I cant mount a Myrtle, it just sounds wrong on so many levels. I could ride Pegasus but...I don't know. Entries close at the end of this week so please help me name my new bike...Lord knows what is going to happen when the tourer arrives....but it wont be Thomas, Terry, Trevor or Turtle.

I will also remember that to refer to someone or self as 'other half' is banned as is any reference to the word 'kids'. To publish the blog title picture in blur vision not good especially as the person who took the picture is the person that you love with everything you have, and who knows I am here when you need me.