I’ve been thinking maybe I should pep my diary up a bit.

Did gardening. Dug out fossil of an as-yet unheard of dinosaur.

Recording session with Bowie. He seemed a little down.

Discovered a new element in the periodic table.

Packing for New York. Spielberg called to arrange a meeting. Told him I’ll be too busy.

Actually my week hasn’t been that interesting. The only thing I can think of that’s remotely amusing is this:

On Tuesday as I was leaving work, I began munching on an apple. As I left the building, a big gust of wind blew up outside, and dust enveloped the people on the street. Like most people I shielded eyes and kept walking, and it died down after a few seconds. I looked down. My apple was gritty. Little pebbles and sand right through it. Yuck.

By Daniel Bowen

Transport blogger / campaigner and spokesperson for the Public Transport Users Association / professional geek.
Bunurong land, Melbourne, Australia.
Opinions on this blog are all mine.