I haven't posted for a week - and what I have posted recently hasn't been anything of my own. But as Skip said, life has just been getting in the way. What with barbecues with the family, a visit from my daughter, lunch, afternoon tea and dinner with friends (not all the same friends and not all on the same day!), there has been little enough time for me to grapple with the complexities of my brand new iphone. Yes, I finally decided to retire the old Nokia. It has served me faithfully for many a year but I felt I wanted something more sophisticated, something that would just give me more that simple phone calls - and horrifically difficult texts!
Throw in Lions work - transport for stroke patients and the blind, shopping for food banks, dealing with bookings for PSA tests while another Lion was away, planning the fireworks display and putting together the proposal for relieving fuel poverty in Brighton and a couple of business meetings. I have also had fun dealing with various bits of software such as Survey Monkey, Jotform and even PayPal. Still, most of it has been fun. Of a sort.
It seems to me that blogging is about as useful a way of passing the time as tossing pebbles into the sea, so for what it's worth - and that's not a lot - here are a few pebbles.
Sunday, 27 August 2017
Sunday, 20 August 2017
Why Brexit?
At last, the UK's 500 year plan and decision to vote to leave Europe is explained in full. ("Yes, Minister" was a British TV comedy series, this episode dating from 1981!)
Wednesday, 9 August 2017
Glen Campbell, RIP
I remember many of his songs, but this one was new to me when I spotted it on the Tube o' U today.
Tuesday, 8 August 2017
Feminine logic
There follows the gist of a conversation I enjoyed had yesterday with the Old Bat. I was ironing a t-shirt of hers but was unsure were she would want me to put it later.
Me: Where does this green t-shirt of your live?
OB: In the t-shirt drawer.
Me: I am never sure which of your t-shirts go in the t-shirt drawer and which go on hangers in the wardrobe.
OB: All my t-shirts go in the t-shirt drawer. Except those that go on hangers.
There are times when it seems easiest just to keep quiet.
Me: Where does this green t-shirt of your live?
OB: In the t-shirt drawer.
Me: I am never sure which of your t-shirts go in the t-shirt drawer and which go on hangers in the wardrobe.
OB: All my t-shirts go in the t-shirt drawer. Except those that go on hangers.
There are times when it seems easiest just to keep quiet.