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back again - also, coatimundis
Aug. 20th, 2015 01:55 amThe Presentation Skills course was actually rather good. I have a (possibly temporary) new confidence in my ability to deliver a presentation.
I'm also exhausted.
Today's bit of surreality was on the train while coming back from Birmingham. We'd just left the station, and there were faint squeaking noises coming from the end of the carriage. After the ritual "have you any idea what that noise is?" "No, do you know what that noise is?" exchange with the person in the seat next to me (it was a busy time of day, most seats were occupied) I wandered down to the end of the carriage to see if I could work out exactly what was producing the noise.
It turned out to be from a small covered cage in the luggage area for that carriage.
The woman sitting next to the luggage area explained to me and to the other person who'd come to investigate the noise that it was her coatimundi.
I think the squeaks continued for pretty much the entire trip. They were somewhere between the noise of a piece of metal being dragged off-centre, and a bird's chirp. I managed to sleep for a large portion of the journey, but I was rather tired, and I have experience at sleeping in noisy railway carriages. When I woke up again, there were still occasional squeaks coming from that direction, and one man sitting nearby mentioned that he was using his phone to google "natural predators of coatimundis".
... and if I can't use this somewhere, then shame on me.
I'm also exhausted.
Today's bit of surreality was on the train while coming back from Birmingham. We'd just left the station, and there were faint squeaking noises coming from the end of the carriage. After the ritual "have you any idea what that noise is?" "No, do you know what that noise is?" exchange with the person in the seat next to me (it was a busy time of day, most seats were occupied) I wandered down to the end of the carriage to see if I could work out exactly what was producing the noise.
It turned out to be from a small covered cage in the luggage area for that carriage.
The woman sitting next to the luggage area explained to me and to the other person who'd come to investigate the noise that it was her coatimundi.
I think the squeaks continued for pretty much the entire trip. They were somewhere between the noise of a piece of metal being dragged off-centre, and a bird's chirp. I managed to sleep for a large portion of the journey, but I was rather tired, and I have experience at sleeping in noisy railway carriages. When I woke up again, there were still occasional squeaks coming from that direction, and one man sitting nearby mentioned that he was using his phone to google "natural predators of coatimundis".
... and if I can't use this somewhere, then shame on me.
