My original plan was to buy enough food so that I could pass the Christmas week without going out to shop. As I take stock, it’s possible that I overdid things. Apart from milk and bread I probably don’t need anything until the second week of January and there are certain things, like Christmas pudding, that won’t be eaten until Spring. I find a little goes a long way and as we ate the one that Number One Son brought with, we don’t need more for some time.
Because we broke the microwave we did at least boil the one we had, which made it more palatable. Microwaved Christmas pudding is rarely a success, but after a Christmas season of large roast dinners I cannot be bothered with the palaver of boiling a pudding. It’s one of those circular things – the less you like pudding, the more you fail to treat it well, and the worse you treat it, the less you like pudding.
I’ve just been reading a book about writing. It’s the first book I’ve read properly for over a year. I really need a reading lamp because my eyes are dimming (which sounds like a cue for half-remembered song) and I should buy a reading lamp. Julia bought me a new Kindle for Christmas, which is pretty much the same thing. In terms of light, that is. In terms of books, it’s still quite different. I don’t buy expensive books for my Kindle as you don’t really get anything from your money apart from renting a few pixels. (t’s a bit like NFTs).
I tried reading that link – it still makes little sense. basically an NFT is a picture which people believe is worth something. It’s a bit like buying a suit from the same tailor that made the Emperor’s New Clothes.
Or as Jimmy Carr put it last night on TV – and NFT is a con trick bought by an idiot. I think that’s probably the best definition I’ve heard yet. Don’t Google him, you probably wouldn’t like him as a comedian. But as a social commentator he’s spot on.
Anyway, the book, which I last mentioned some paragraphs ago, was talking about how to improve your writing. The author writes 750 words a day. I’ve been knocking out my 250 a day fro so long it’s become the norm. I used to do a thousand in various forms, but gradually reduced to a single blog post with a minimum target of 250 words. Then I allowed the 250 words to become the limit. That could be the cause of several of the problems I am finding with writing. Looks like it’s time to set some new targets.
If a picture is worth a thousand words, my posts are very long indeed. Anything is worth what someone will pay for it. I would happily pay the manufacturing costs of a fifty pound note to anyone who would sell it to me at that price.
Your posts are priceless! The problem with an NFT, as I understand it, would be that it would cost you £100 for the £50 note and your picture of it would be on the internet, not in your wallet.
I had to look up “sone”. Learned a new one here today!
I hate to break it to you after you looked it up, but it was a typo for “song”. However, I learnt something too. 🙂
I am glad it was a typo, as the definition did not seem to fit well with the rest of the sentence. I thought you probably knew of some other obscure definition I was not finding. 🙂
The Quartermaster’s Store makes much more sense. 🙂
🙂
If you have a choice between me being intelligent and complicated or me typing badly and being simple, it’s normally safe to assume the simple explanation works.
Who has room for Christmas pudding after a full-works meal?
We usually have it a day or two later, but even a Christmas buffet can assume heroic proportions after Julia gets going.
Andrew Petcher says to keep a post under 750 max. Most people won’t read anything longer.
Yes, a post can definitely be too long. I generally run out of steam at 5-600, so I’m OK there. 🙂 Let’s face it, I often run out of things to say at 150 . . .