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Sand and Broken Needles

Suddenly I have 14 minutes till midnight. It doesn’t really matter because I can get back on course, but it always seems better if I can manage one a day. There may be no photos.

Yesterday I forgot to tell you that we had Sahara dust on the car. It’s nice to know we are part of a worldwide weather phenomenon. By today it had washed off.

It was another early morning as I am back driving and took Julia to wood turning. It took us ten minutes to get there, then I had to join the queue of traffic to get back. That took half an hour. It’s road design and tidal flow. I have to pass the big school complex on the way back, and quite a few people are also going to work a the enterprise park next to us. It annoys me as there is no real alternative. There are alternatives, but one is often gridlocked and the other involves driving ten miles out of my way. Pleasanter, but pointless.

She returned bearing a nice turned pen stand to go with the pen she did for Number One Son’s birthday, and a piece of wood that might make an unseasonal snowman or a strangely shaped vase. Some times the tools do their own thing . . .

I was more productive today and am finally regaining control over my life, which has been a sorry affair for the first two months of the year, with constant infections.

I also forgot to tell you I had a broken injector pen at the weekend. I pushed it, it clicked, the needle seemed to go home, then nothing . . . (You are supposed to here a return click when it finishes). So I pushed it again. It was quite painful and felt a little jagged, though I think that was just imagination. Then it clicked to signal it had finished, which was a relief.

Finally – a New Internet Hub!

I’m now communicating with you via my new internet hub. It’s version 7.0. The one we just removed is version 2.0. This might be one reason we’ve been getting poor service.

It doesn’t seem to be any faster, despite some BT claims about speed, but I wasn’t actually expecting that. I’ll probably need a new computer for that. It should, however, be more reliable and, as we have sorted the bills out, it will actually be cheaper.

Everything was surprisingly easy to connect. Two connectors for the back of the hub, one button to press and a code to put into the computer. Only the three months of hassle that preceded these actions provided any difficulty.

It’s amazing how useless some companies can be whilst staying in business. And at this point I will make my normal comment – BT may be unbelievably bad but Virgin are far worse. Far, far worse.

I’m very tempted to write to BT and complain.

 

I am vexed…

That’s a line from The Lion and Albert, a venerable old monologue from the days of pierrots and end of the pier shows.

It has no bearing on the events of the day, but after the computer-based problems of yesterday it sums up my mood nicely.

After finally getting the computer to start yesterday I noticed quite a few things had disappeared. I then noticed that WordPress was informing me about all comments on the blog. That’s a lot of emails to go through. I assume that they have previously gone to the email account that I set up when I started. After changing email accounts I am now snowed under, and will be changing it again quite soon.

Then I noticed that my avatar has disappeared…

Vexed is probably an understatement.

Looking Back, and a False Start

I’m not having a good time at the moment, having just wiped out an entire post just as I was giving it a final edit. WordPress has been refusing to save on a regular basis recently, so there was no previous version to reinstate. It’s been a minor irritant in the last month or so, but after this I’m going to have to sort it out.

Has anybody else noticed this problem?

It isn’t just the annoyance of losing 350 words, which took some writing, as I’m not particularly swift today. It’s also that I feel posterity has been robbed, because the second version never seems as good. The second version, I always feel, should be more polished, but it never seems to be the case; I never seem to be able to recreate a post to my satisfaction.

That is why I’m not going to write about my adventures with Scotch Bonnets, compressors and boiling water just now. I will get back to it later but now isn’t the time.

I may as well just look back on the week – a walk round the duck pond, a damp day in Derbyshire, some new words, birds at Rufford Abbey, some weather and 12 hours bottling jerk seasoning. It’s been, to say the least, an up and down sort of week.

I’ve enjoyed it, but it’s been a case of two steps forward and one step back, as I don’t seem to be achieving much. The exercise is just making me ache and feel old instead of making me fitter and, at the same time, I’m slipping back to eating carbs. Time for a hard look at my life again.

Having reviewed my week, albeit briefly, I’m now going to add a selection of photos from last week and call it a retrospective.