I wrote the entry before this one on the tube up to Stratford. These days, I often find it useful to write blog entries on my Ipad when I’m out and about, and then upload them either when I next get a wifi connection or when I get home. On my way back from my trundle though, I saw something which triggered quite a few memories: one of my wheelchair-using neighbours was being dropped off home, probably from school. The minivan she was wheeling out of the back of looked almost exactly like the vans I used to be driven to and from school in. Every day, my fellow students and I were driven twice a day across Cheshire in vehicles like that, so the sight earlier took me right back to my school days. It’s hard to believe that they are now over twenty years ago, but sights like that trigger so many memories, particularly when happened upon all of a sudden. It was a sight I once saw regularly, so after not seeing it for such a long time, it gave me a strange, warm, nostalgic feeling.