Yesterday passed in a blur of activity.
Following straight on from the last post I spent half an hour reading other blogs, which included visiting India, the Philippines and Scotland. I then sharpened my brains with a cup of tea and a bit of sorting.
Another hour and I had sorted books, visited the New Forest by blog and read a couple of chapters of a book on how to write poetry. He’s just moving on to the chapter about bad poetry. I like that one. Time to put a pasty in the oven and get back to reading.
This is part of my commitment to self-education. As such, it is exempt from charges of skiving or procrastination.
I burnt the pasty because I got carried away reading.
After a lunch of soup and pasty flambรฉ, I moved on to more sorting, wrote a couple of haibun (prose only – the haiku need time), picking Julia up from work, washed up, cooked tea (devilled sea bass with stir fry veg), finished the poetry book (it was only short), watched TV and fell asleep in the chair.
Today I rose at 6.49 – bladder-related rather than self-discipline) and came down to write before Julia gets up. It’s her day off. She has an exciting day of domestic chores in mind. I think she ought to relax.
I am not sure how I feel about sea bass. I’ve seen fish cooked so many times on TV I have to say that it went easily. It’s just that I don’t like fish that much. Plus, they were not generous fillets.
However, Julia said she enjoyed it.
On that subject, we had one parcel yesterday, containing the back-up gift. This was posted ย with a 48 hour guarantee but took four days. The other arrived yesterday, having been posted the day before the other one. It had a big orange Signed For sticker, and was left stuck in the letterbox with the sticker showing to people who walked by in the street. It wasn’t too big for the letterbox, the postman just didn’t push it through.
I know that they are under pressure from Covid, but they are still charging full price for a service that they don’t provide, and leaving the orange sticker showing is like advertising the envelope contains an item of value.
At least it’s all done. I’m going to have to order weeks in advance for Christmas.
Meanwhile, back at the shredder, I fed an oiled sheet through after reading the 20 pages instruction manual. Yes, twenty pages, Seven languages.
Feed it through the shredder like a piece of paper. Then run the machine in reverse for 10 seconds. That’s it.
A couple of pictures – one of feeding a sheet into a shredder and one featuring a button marked “R”.
20 pages!
They came in cardboard box inside a stiffened card envelope. If Amazon really are committed to saving the world, as their TV adverts claim, I know where they can start…
Sorry, posted without a title. Have just corrected that.
I’ve learned the hard way never to order anything around Christmas. ๐
I like sea bass if i can get it. I am very impressed by your scanner work and await developments with interest.
Me too!
Glad to see that title! And, you had a very productive day.
Reasonably productive. It could always be better. ๐
It baffles me that when a product is sold in Britain the need for an instruction booklet in 23 languages. No wonder the Amazon basin is getting treeless!
I remember when we didn’t need to lubricate the blades of shredders – no special papers, no instruction book, no double packaging… However, if I ever go to Holland and need to shred paper I know to ask for a Versnipperaar. ๐
Iโve been trying to get on Amazon help line all morning…you know what I want to say about anything they do…
Amazon help-line. Misnamed, by any chance? ๐
Just wait till theyโre the only game in town…
Apart from eBay that is nearly the case already. I thought there were laws about monopolies…
In tying to find contact me info, I discovered just how many different entities of things they own. They are going to own it all soon. Yeah…what anti trust laws
Good luck with your search. I’m trying to find help for my Kindle, but am having to read actual books at the moment! ๐
Oh no! Not actual books!๐
I know – so many pages, such a weight, and I have to wear glasses to read them as you can’t dial up the print size…
The horror!! Though I admit, the backlighting on my ereader makes my life easier
Certainly does. I nearly mentioned that too, but didn’t want to go on about how difficult I now find books. How old am I can’t even cope with a book?
I know. Also, the ease of flipping from one book to another! If Iโm reading a sad but beautiful book, I sometimes need to switch gears quickly
๐ Not a problem for me – I have no soul.
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All this and a title – you spoil us
I try my best. I’m skimping on photographs so a title seems the elast I can do. ๐
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