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Connected!

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Robin

Yes, the day finally arrived and the worries dispersed. We are now connected to the internet, it seems to be running well and I can start blogging again.

The downside is that Julia is now abusing the connection to play Christmas music. It’s currently The Pretenders with 2,000 Miles, so it could be worse. It could, for instance, be . . . I spoke too soon. It’s just changed to It’s Beginning to Look a Lot Like Christmas. There are still five days to go, surely I don’t need to switch to unremitting jollity just yet.

Well, a lot has happened in the last few days. We are now spending more time here than we do in Nottingham and, psychologically, this is beginning to feel like home. Talking of which, I’m going to leave my office now and walk through to the kitchen for coffee and biscuits without wearing a coat. It’s a bit different to the old system, where I would already be wearing my coat as I typed on the dining room table at this time of year.

Robin at Budby Flash

I say “office”. It’s the smallest bedroom. If I stretch out my arms my fingertips touch the walls, but after 35 years of planning an office/writing room it feels like luxury.  It’s not quite organised yet, but that’s going to take time.  We didn’t, for instance, have room to fit the printer into the car on the last trip, so I can write, but I can’t print. When we do return, we want to bring more paintings down, so it’s likely we still won’t have room for the printer on that trip either.  We did make room for a vegetable strainer and hand blender this time.

Talking of kitchen appliances, I’ve just been reading the microwave instruction book again. It’s a remarkable bit of work. It is crammed with detail and instructions, but after reading it I am left none the wiser about how to use it or what I can do with it. After spending hours selecting the one with the most features, and daydreaming about my adventures with microwaves, I’m left with the feeling that I will mostly be cooking soup, potatoes and pies with soggy crusts. I could have bought something considerably cheaper if I’d been more realistic in my assessment of my skills.

Robin

Talking of which, we finally, after several misadventures, have a second freezer. The one in the kitchen is a bit small and we have more or less filled it after buying Christmas snacks and fish fingers, and freezing three lots of soup. That’s why I have been reading the microwave manual again. I swear it’s easier to fly to the moon than it is to defrost a block of soup for lunch. Eventually, I suppose, I will get used to it.

Anyway, can’t linger, as I have things to write for the Numismatic Society of Nottinghamshire. If you could have a quick look and press some “Like” buttons it would be appreciated. I’ve just had one published about the 1914 bombardment of Scarborough, though if you wait till next time there’s a write up about the Duke of Clarence and why he wasn’t (as has been claimed in the past) Jack the Ripper. Oh yes, there’s a lot of history in medallions.

Pictures represent Christmas jollity.

Robin at Rufford Abbey

 

Yesterday and Today

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Yesterday, we got back to Nottingham about 4pm, had a cup of tea, watched TV, toasted some crumpets and planned what we would be taking to Peterborough on our next trip. It is getting more serious now and we will be taking the big mirror and some pictures. Once we get pictures up and the internet connected (which is a long story) it will feel like we have moved.

A decorative touch

I was late for the Numismatic Society meeting, mainly because I had set off late, but also because every set of lights seemed to be intent on stopping me as the minutes ticked by, However, I did make it in time for 95% of the talk on The Coins of the Cimbrian War.  This was quite interesting, as I like Roman history and there is always something to learn.  It was the first paper of four as we were having a short paper night for members. We then had a presentation about a marriage medal given out by a local vicar and one about the coins of Azerbaijan. That turned out to be about much more, including how, just prior to decimalisation he had returned home from work to find that his (first) wife had listened to a radio programme and paid his entire collection of British coins into the bank before they became “valueless”. That must have been an interesting conversation. We didn’t enquire if this was the reason he described her as his first wife as it seemed tactless. The fourth talk was on using the internet to research coins.

Tin Kingfisher

I have, of course, done much more than this over the preceding few days (including listening to Julia spending over an hour on the phone sorting out the internet connection) and did more today, including handing out Christmas cards and doing a morning’s paid work in the shop. Us pensioners can’t afford to pass up on these opportunities to eke out our pensions . . .

Good news – the builder has now done 90% of the jobs he had to do. bad news – we are getting quotes for the conservatory roof, as a succession of temporary repairs has left it looking like a patchwork quilt and it isn’t going to last much longer until something else starts leaking.

Barge at Snape Maltings

Pictures are from December 2017 – our Christmas visit to Suffolk.