Population Control

Last time I checked out the current population of Lyme Regis, it weighed in at about 3,800, which is why I'd like to know how it is that every time I go out or attend a meeting, I run into the same 10 people. Ok, I admit this might be a slight exaggeration, but it does sometimes seem that all the events in this amazing town are managed and organised by just a few spirited people. Funny though, even as I write this, I recognise it as the 'cynical' view, and that the entire population of Lyme turns out to just about everything, and every citizen is involved in one town group or another. It's what I love about this place, there really is never a dull moment. Truth is that any pedestrian journey takes twice as long because I'm continually running into friends/neighbours/visitors who want a chat, and today was no exception to the rule.
I could say that the day began at around 10am with a call from Ken Whetlor (esteemed Councillor and former Mayor) asking me my plans for the day, but the truth is that it began at 7.30am with Baby (a.k.a Bubble), our parrot, burrowing under the duvet with me, and pecking me on the nose to tell me it's rising time just after Mary left for work. I spent the morning doing paper work, though as I do most of it on the net these days, it would be better described as paper free work, and I still have apologies to make for the sundry emails I haven't yet replied to.
It was after lunch before I launched myself into society, heading first for LRDT where I chatted with Laurence Madill about Evolution Rocks. Laurence (a.k.a Ed?) is making us a 100metre router cable which we hope will connect us to the internet and allow us to live broadcast the Opening of the FossFest. This cable will lead all the way from the Theatre office into the theatre bar, where our camera will be plugged into a laptop. We also discussed broadcasting from the Alex Hotel, who are hosting the UNESCO Youth Summit, another live broadcast on Friday this week. After reporting back to Richard Doney, and a short chat with Diana Dixon and Dr. Anja, I strolled down to the Marine and had a look at the lie of the land, pondering on how to route our cable from A) the theatre office, to B) the theatre.
I set off for home then, coming across Guy Ottewell on his bike along the riverwalk. Guy updated me on the new monthly newspaper his partner Tilly is producing, and we chatted for a few minutes, mostly about media matters. After arriving home, and updating Ken on the days activities, I knocked off and relaxed with Mary for a couple of hours, Mary had been doing a spot of weeding in our miniscule garden area, and we were both mutually admiring the spectacular yellow roses that have appeared in the past few weeks. We've only been here since the beginning of Feb, and are really settled in, parrot especially having a little more flapping area!
At 6.30 I set off for Woodmead for the AGM, the indomitable Stan Williams in the Chair, nattered with Derek Hallet, letting him know that I couldn't stay till the end because histalkative son Jon was arriving at home for a rehearsal/recording session on The Beards CD album, which we're working on night and day in order to get it complete in time for our BIG LAUNCH event at Woodmead on the 20th June.
So there you go, a day in the life of Nomad, and if I counted correctly, thats 11 people, not including the parrot!