Haven’t been on the train for a few weeks. Wouldn’t kill me I thought to myself. I will be alright I thought to myself. Bleeksie will not be there – one less madman driving the train. That’s good. Ventured out. Steve Isbel waiting on the bridge as usual. Nice chat while we waited. As we rolled away, Steve made mention of the fact that some of the DRAPAC boys were in town. Oh, yes, that’s right, they might be along for the ride this morning. Holy Crap. This is going to kill me. When I did die, I had made it to Monaro Highway, had bridged two gaps and had an average of 46! I might have to phone in sick today………