The Rune Raido

The rune Raido.

 Little did I know when I drew you inverted from from my Rune bag did I know that the literal interpretation  of such a cast is "Car problems or travel problems"

I thought it a more artistic sort of metaphorical journey I should be looking at and the whole reading was drawing my attention to this so I'd be fore warned so that I could be more attentive ……think again Bazza..

Public transport has always proved to be a bit tricky for me. You see having grown up in Malta there are no trains or tubes ,which by the way lends the question as to why in some Maltese language phrase books you will find…"Excuse me how do I get to The train station?" But no... it's easy ,you get on a bus from your town or village and all busses go to Valletta and back. You know where you are, simple. So I had to go from Uxbridge to Ickenham the other day and knew all busses from the stop I was standing at went to Ruislip from which Ickenham is enroute. So the bus arrives and on I jump sit down and out comes the phone, well you have to check out your facebook don't you ? imagine my dismay when I looked out the window and found myself heading out into Buckinghamshire well I didn't know that that the H in H31meant Ruislip via Harefield ..did I ? So half hour later I was back at the stop I had started at. I'll never get that half hour back ….ever !

But that was only half my plight this month.Had to go to Ealing for an important appointment the other morning, this time by train and a friend of mine after the school run dropped me off to catch the train. Now as we arrrived outside Bracknell Station the London bound train was just pulling in so I quickly got out of the car zipped through the barriers jumped on the train and settled into my seat smuggly thinking ,no standing on a cold platform for me today! So almost immediately my mobile pinged again…..ah Anglu in Malta was chatting via email to Darkmagi in Dorset. I was cc'd in, so as I chuckled away at their emails safe in the knowledge that I was a long way from London  I engrossed in Facebook and emails. I even text Wifey as I passed Staines and told her I was waving ….I thought we'll reach Clapham junction soon …then it hit me…..it wasn't Clapham junction I needed it was Ealing Broadway …and in fact I needed to go to Reading then in on the paddington bound to Ealing Broadway!!!!! Umpteen stops and changes later as I negotiated my way through the web of which is the tube map I finally made it to Ealing ..hardly a pot of gold at the end of a rainbow type of place I have to say..but nonetheless I got there.

Then yesterday Valentine's Day …..yes the first after our handfasting ,I was doing the Dad's Taxi bit in The Sprigg' mobile and I get a phone call from Dunc, from The Dolmen Grove Hampshire and I carried on chatting on my hands free as I got out and proceeded to fuel said Sprigg' mobile up with unleaded……after £70 worth of it going in, I remembered that  actually my van takes diesel….A four hour wait for recovery , a journey to High Wycombe , a two and a half hour wait in a garage and £220 later I was at the Petrol pump filling up with over a £100 in Diesel. Gutted is not the word.

Morale to this story ..pay more attention to your Runes and pay attention to one of the Spriggan Mist songs which Wifey so beautifully penned a few years ago..Electric Life…..The mobile phone has been a constant in all these stories …..maybe I need to bury it in the bottom of my pocket….maybe I'm too attached ….anyway would love to sit and chat , but my mobile is ringing…ahem