It was a great weekend, I met new people and got to know my friends even more. The only bad thing was Phoenix going out in the semi-final stage with 20 seconds of overtime left. But as the saying goes, "Que sera, sera". It wasn't a big photography weekend, my lens still hadn't been repaired, so I just took my compact camera and gave it a test or 2, then just sat and enjoyed the games.
So, now we're into the off season, the rumor mills are in full swing, and I've got Sundays free again. I've no idea what I'll do with the time, but until uni finishes, I'll be working on my films. "Plexi" is now at a point where I can put it on the back burner, as my other 2 shoots are coming up, so that's good. I'll have more film news once the shoots are over, I'm sure.
News on my lens, it's fixed! It came back yesterday with a replaced scale ring, whatever that means. All I know is, it's back, and that makes me one happy photographer.
Now for that lesson in assumption. I had to go to Manchester yesterday for a chat about possible employment after uni. All went well, and I head to the station to get the train home. I go to the platform where I normally get trains home from, the first calling point and eventual destination are correct, so on I get. I notice the little scrolling LED isn't working, and the driver only announces the next stop and destination, so still I think all is well.
Train goes to the first calling point, but then at what should be my stop, I see Wilmslow out of the window. Hang on, I think, I've gone somewhat wrong here. So I fortunately get off at Crewe, the next stop. If I hadn't, I'd have ended up in London. Cue another train journey to get to where I need to be. So, let this be a lesson, even though all seems correct, never assume the train you're getting on is going where you think it should!
