Well, turns out that Dickie is a huge liar, and these is in fact no wifi on this train of any kind at all. However, you can take our wifi, but you can never take our OpenOffice.org! Which is probably one of the stupidest names for an office suite ever devised, but I heard there are some legal reasons so I’ll just roll with it.

Anyways, as was aforementioned,I’m typing this on a train; I’m heading back home for the Easter holidays. This is a fairly strange concept, as Easter itself has already come and gone. Thanks to the fantastically odd system by which it is divined when Easter will fall (I hear they slice open a goat, burn its heart, and then read the date from the entrails) it landed spectacularly early, which, combined with the ongoing global climate apocalypse lead to the just frankly crazy scenario of snow falling on Easter Sunday and Easter Monday.

Quick Poll: What is your favourite apocalypse?

• Robopocalypse
• Zombiepocalyse
• Global climate change
• Death by asteroid
• Bird flu
• Supervolcano eruption
• Nuclear annihilation

Anyways, the good thing is that I’m on a nice speedy Virgin train, which cost me the sum total of £6.95 with a Young Person’s railcard, So I’m happy. It’s great having a reserved seat and all, so no worries about not getting a seat, and there’s a table with a power socket for my laptop, so I can watch TV.

Hmm, the train just made a noise like something fell off. Really didn’t sound good…

Anyways, I started to write a blog entry about the JoCo gig, but I haven’t finished yet, and the bit I did write is on the web so I’ll do that later.

Cya later, happy shiny people.