What am I paying for?

To use a Masterchef cliché - train companies, in particular Northern Rail, need to up their respective games. It’s simply not good enough, and it’s particularly annoying because there’s nothing I can really do about it. They’ve caught me in their outdated iron web of screechy, wobbly incompetence.

Becoming More Bitter

There are regular hot drinks runs done in the office and I've been partaking for a few weeks. It struck me today, as I sipped a mug of coffee that was almost black, that my tastes were almost unrecognisable from a decade ago.