A final note. The good thing about NaBloPoMo is that it gets you into the habit of posting every day. It's like anything. If you practice every day you get better. Now this site is not my main blog - go here for that - but it was still worth posting in both places IMHO. Thanks. :)

There was something very satisfying in seeing a little calendar full of bold numbers indicating a post for every day of this month! Thanks for the inspiration.

:)

Hmmm well it seems as if November has gone very quickly. Tonight I can't get out of my mind a call I received at work. This father wanted details of a crash we reported on the Nullabor. His son is travelling west and he wanted to reassure himself that it wasn't him.

What could I say. Details were sketchy. And now I am sitting here hoping his son has rung him.

I'm annoyed with myself. My daughter, ten, has just come crying to me because she hasn't done her PEAC assignment and it's all too hard. My advice was that she shouldn't sit around watching tv then. But I suspect I've created that environment. Then she wants a fan turned on but she's left hers in another room. I'm pissed off because it's just one more thing she's come up with before she goes to sleep and it's already 9.30. It just goes on and on...

And I'm going to go to Matt Price's funeral. I didn't know him well but what I knew I liked. And I really liked his wife when I met her before all of this happened. She probably doesn't remember me. He was a good man and was taken from us too early.