A train journey from then and now.

I came across this sketch of mine the other day, from when I existed in the nineties. I had recently discovered this thing called "Photoshop Layers' and was still enthusiastic about my new scanner. Alas, since it didn't have a USB port, it has been consigned a death.

So anyway, loving trains and all as I do, when I came back to Ireland recently, I was amused at the new reservation system on Irish Rail. They put your name about the seat, just so that stalker can get a head start. Or, more realistically, if feeling an existential malaise and ask "who am I?", the answer is a foot above your skull.