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Sunday Column (491)

Monday morning. All change. No, no new job but new train times. After lots of engineering works and the opening of London Bridge for Thameslink Services from Brighton, we got a lot of changes on the train times across the main line from Brighton to London Victoria. Allegedly this means only Gatwick Express services will go from Hassocks to London Victoria during peak time. That means Wi-fi on the trains but also that trains won’t stop at Clapham Junction anymore, and less direct services to East Croydon. A pain for a few people. Luckily I am not affected but I totally feel for my fellow commuters. Let’s look back at last weekend for a bit. The Royal Wedding, Harry and Meghan, watched by billions. I am not sure what I found more noteworthy, the relaxed atmosphere of the wedding, that he married an American or that she came from an ethnical minority background, and that particularly black people were well represented at the wedding. Isn’t that a great sign that the world is coming together? The US-UK bond, the Royals accepting things they would have not accepted 50 years ago. Halleluja as my old physics teacher in the US, ‘Dr.

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Sunday Column (90)

90 weeks of writing my Sunday Column. 90 weeks since this day in February last year….2009. Must have been 2009. It seems longer ago sometimes, but also thinking about it, we soon will be in 2011. Scary. Do you remember in school speaking about this unreal date of 2000 and that by 2020 or 2030 we will all be flying in little car like planes to work? Well, let’s see what the future holds. Also, looking at the number 90, my grandmother Charlotte would have been 99 this week. She passed away a few years ago but I still remember her often. She loved yellow roses, and so do I. This week was dominated by two things. One was my laptop and I will write about that in a minute. The other one was a stomach bug. Colin was ill last Sunday, spewing and all, sleeping a lot. So I asked my wife if it is likely for us to get it and her answer was ‘of course not, don’t be such a hypochondriac‘. I was up all Monday night, missed a few meetings on Tuesday, dragged myself into work on Wednesday, Thursday and Friday morning. Friday afternoon I made

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