Long drive ahead

Just a very short entry, for various reason. One being our reading group which starts in ten minutes, and another that I'm going home this today, back up to Wirral, which will be brilliant, once I get there. If I can leave today at 3pm, I should be back about 9pm. My little car makes good time, as long as the roads are clear. I have a little bag of provisions to keep me going as well: a crust of a loaf I baked, and a flask of hot chocolate! I enjoy driving, even such a long journey as this, but it's thinking time, and a chance to not do anything else. It's also one of the few occasions I listen to some of my music. Sadly, I am very dated, and still have cassettes, but there's something good and solid about a tape: slotting it in, rewinding, slightly grainy sound. My friends laughed at me when I was taping my CDs in preparation for coming down here, but I'm just not ready yet for an ipod. It takes me time to get used to new things, and I like to choose what I want to have, rather than thinking I should have it because lots of other people do.
I've really felt, on a completely different thought trail now, that I am now part of our group at college. We are all somehow, more at ease with each other. It feels natural when we sit and have lunch, and have conversations about semi colons. I love this. That was what I was missing, in the sense of being able to talk to others about things that are important in other ways: books that we love, how a sentence works. They may seem esoteric, but sometimes you need that. It's like my dad talking to his friends about black 5s (steam engines) and whether LNER engines are better than GWR engines. We all need our obsessions and passions.
Time is just about up, I haven't written the rest of my story, but I think that's okay. I'll work on it as I drive.