... so where was I at Noon today after all?

Well, in the end I was sitting in a meeting discussing fire risk assessment training and SMS messaging (what does the last S stand for?) and wondering when the lunch would arrive, before or after my Springboard presentation (which in the end lasted about 2 minutes). No I didn't do it from a springboard, it's hard to explain...

I was hoping to tell you that I'd been out for a walk in Avenham park or down by the Ribble following the track of the ancient tramway that originally connected the Lancaster Canal to the Leeds & Liverpool, by means of a rickety bridge over the river... centuries before the fantastic Millenium link that now locks down to the Ribble Estuary and back up the River Douglas to the L&L ... and regale you with the state of the weather and the daffodils now blooming all along the verges of Tom Benson way (although I would have been nowhere near there at noon anyway, it's just the thoughts of the Ribble link and the Lancaster canal which the road goes over.

Or about how dangerous it is walking down Fishergate or any other city centre street, not from traffic but from the number of other people intent on keeping on track and ready to barge you against the litter bins or pillar boxes or squash you against the wall or just run over you with their pram wheels or smash your knees with their bags of shopping.

Or how the prices of CDs don't seem to have been adjusted in any way to truly reflect the growing competition from downloads, in fact just going the other way (unless you really want the greatest hits bargains or a re-release of Tunes from the Edinburgh Tattoo - which I really enjoyed)

But there I was with my laptop on the desk wondering when the battery was going to run out (it didn't) making plans for the future of the library service, and my lunch.