“Er, I think I accidentally cancelled that last one, so here we go again with [..garbled..]
Er. Yeah. So the [problem you might have had?] earlier was the WAV file format certainly[?] I asked it to use the Ogg Vorbis file format and hopefully this will work. I'm not holding out much hope, but other people seem to have managed before.
I am currently standing outside the Cowley Road Park and Ride depot in Cambridge where I am attempting to catch a bus back into town because I left my bike at the club[?] I was going to this evening because I was feeling very lazy this morning. Still. Yeah. The bus service round here is provided by Mr Souter who I mentioned in my earlier LiveJournal post and, well, yes, it's not surprising really. In fact, "not entirely convinced" is possibly understating the case a bit.
[wind noise] It's quite windy out here today, so I apologise if there is lots of noise on the signal [fx: transcriber laughs] and ... no, that's not a bus [..very garbled..]
So, as I try to end the post [garbled] anyway if I didn't cancel it, that is, I'm going to end this on a poem. Again, it's my third poem from Dorothy Parker. The title is "The Flaw in Paganism".
Drink and dance and laugh and lie,
Love, the reeling midnight through,
For tomorrow we shall die!
(But, alas, we never do.)”