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Arise Sir Christopher!
Saturday, June 13th, 2009 12:45 amChristopher Lee has received a knighthood in the birthday honours list.
Saturday, June 13th, 2009
Arise Sir Christopher!
Saturday, June 13th, 2009 12:45 amChristopher Lee has received a knighthood in the birthday honours list.
Domesticity
Saturday, June 13th, 2009 05:29 pmI was feeling a bit queasy earlier on; I'm not sure why, but happily it has passed.
We decided to wander off down the High Road to get some fresh air, which would buck the pair of us up a little. There is a new branch of Amy's Kitchenware opened on the High Road in the premises that used to house the over-priced, designer, but sub-quality furniture shop that went bust a few months ago. (I tell you, it's all change up here: Demos has been sold and is now a Greek-Cypriot supermarket called Fio's Foodstore - we had hoped it would be Fio's Fuds, but you can't have everything). Anyway, we went into Amy's and walked out with a new mop, a steak frying pan and some freezer bag clips. There are loads of other odds and sods that we liked the look of, but which we eschewed.
A trip then to Waitrose for comestibles, including steak to christen our new pan and then off to the pub for a couple of pints and a natter.
Furtle has just got back from a side-trip to to Marks and Spencer looking guilty.
It occurs to me that somewhere in the multiverse, through the time and space of eternity, my teenaged self is crying out in horror and pity about the fact that I was excited about mops and frying pans...
We decided to wander off down the High Road to get some fresh air, which would buck the pair of us up a little. There is a new branch of Amy's Kitchenware opened on the High Road in the premises that used to house the over-priced, designer, but sub-quality furniture shop that went bust a few months ago. (I tell you, it's all change up here: Demos has been sold and is now a Greek-Cypriot supermarket called Fio's Foodstore - we had hoped it would be Fio's Fuds, but you can't have everything). Anyway, we went into Amy's and walked out with a new mop, a steak frying pan and some freezer bag clips. There are loads of other odds and sods that we liked the look of, but which we eschewed.
A trip then to Waitrose for comestibles, including steak to christen our new pan and then off to the pub for a couple of pints and a natter.
Furtle has just got back from a side-trip to to Marks and Spencer looking guilty.
It occurs to me that somewhere in the multiverse, through the time and space of eternity, my teenaged self is crying out in horror and pity about the fact that I was excited about mops and frying pans...
Domesticity
Saturday, June 13th, 2009 05:29 pmI was feeling a bit queasy earlier on; I'm not sure why, but happily it has passed.
We decided to wander off down the High Road to get some fresh air, which would buck the pair of us up a little. There is a new branch of Amy's Kitchenware opened on the High Road in the premises that used to house the over-priced, designer, but sub-quality furniture shop that went bust a few months ago. (I tell you, it's all change up here: Demos has been sold and is now a Greek-Cypriot supermarket called Fio's Foodstore - we had hoped it would be Fio's Fuds, but you can't have everything). Anyway, we went into Amy's and walked out with a new mop, a steak frying pan and some freezer bag clips. There are loads of other odds and sods that we liked the look of, but which we eschewed.
A trip then to Waitrose for comestibles, including steak to christen our new pan and then off to the pub for a couple of pints and a natter.
Furtle has just got back from a side-trip to to Marks and Spencer looking guilty.
It occurs to me that somewhere in the multiverse, through the time and space of eternity, my teenaged self is crying out in horror and pity about the fact that I was excited about mops and frying pans...
We decided to wander off down the High Road to get some fresh air, which would buck the pair of us up a little. There is a new branch of Amy's Kitchenware opened on the High Road in the premises that used to house the over-priced, designer, but sub-quality furniture shop that went bust a few months ago. (I tell you, it's all change up here: Demos has been sold and is now a Greek-Cypriot supermarket called Fio's Foodstore - we had hoped it would be Fio's Fuds, but you can't have everything). Anyway, we went into Amy's and walked out with a new mop, a steak frying pan and some freezer bag clips. There are loads of other odds and sods that we liked the look of, but which we eschewed.
A trip then to Waitrose for comestibles, including steak to christen our new pan and then off to the pub for a couple of pints and a natter.
Furtle has just got back from a side-trip to to Marks and Spencer looking guilty.
It occurs to me that somewhere in the multiverse, through the time and space of eternity, my teenaged self is crying out in horror and pity about the fact that I was excited about mops and frying pans...
I have always been wary of Bluetooth; I just can't make it work as advertised. In fact I have come to loathe it: I keep my mobile phone invisible to the brutish application; if I can't bend it to my will no other bugger is going to do it remotely, thank you very much.
I have been trying to get my old mobile to speak to my iPhone so that I can transfer the Dr Who theme (yeah, I know, but this is me, OKAY?) I use as a ring tone to the newer phone. Well, that's proving well-nigh impossible. I have given up pretty much.
Later, when she has time, Furtle has offered me the use of her Mac notebook as a sort of electronic ACAS to get the two devices talking to each other. Worth a try, I suppose, but frankly I'm not hopeful.
I have been trying to get my old mobile to speak to my iPhone so that I can transfer the Dr Who theme (yeah, I know, but this is me, OKAY?) I use as a ring tone to the newer phone. Well, that's proving well-nigh impossible. I have given up pretty much.
Later, when she has time, Furtle has offered me the use of her Mac notebook as a sort of electronic ACAS to get the two devices talking to each other. Worth a try, I suppose, but frankly I'm not hopeful.
I have always been wary of Bluetooth; I just can't make it work as advertised. In fact I have come to loathe it: I keep my mobile phone invisible to the brutish application; if I can't bend it to my will no other bugger is going to do it remotely, thank you very much.
I have been trying to get my old mobile to speak to my iPhone so that I can transfer the Dr Who theme (yeah, I know, but this is me, OKAY?) I use as a ring tone to the newer phone. Well, that's proving well-nigh impossible. I have given up pretty much.
Later, when she has time, Furtle has offered me the use of her Mac notebook as a sort of electronic ACAS to get the two devices talking to each other. Worth a try, I suppose, but frankly I'm not hopeful.
I have been trying to get my old mobile to speak to my iPhone so that I can transfer the Dr Who theme (yeah, I know, but this is me, OKAY?) I use as a ring tone to the newer phone. Well, that's proving well-nigh impossible. I have given up pretty much.
Later, when she has time, Furtle has offered me the use of her Mac notebook as a sort of electronic ACAS to get the two devices talking to each other. Worth a try, I suppose, but frankly I'm not hopeful.