Work it out yet?
Storm Force
Old Meg had somewhat of a radical haircut yesterday
Given the cold snap
I have fashioned a Margaret Rutherford-esque cape for her walk today.
Another storm with gusts of 100 miles an hour is expected later today
This weather is getting on my tits
I thought that things couldn't get any worse ( see previous post)
Then I looked out onto the Ukrainian village at 4 pm
Bleeding global warming!
Stress!..............and a relaxing gentle film
It is a well known phenomenon that married couples cannot teach each other to drive.
The stress levels are just too bloody high.
Now, to this, please add the following situation
" talking your partner through a complicated computer programme over Skype with the clock ticking!"
This is way more stressful.......
Give me a critically ill patient on a ventilator to look after anyday!
This morning Chris left a vital memory stick at home.
It contained the information he needed for an important presentation this morning
All I had to do was to follow his verbal instructions to send contents of said computer stick, via an unfamiliar laptop to his email
Simple!
Remember time was ticking!
Well the computer password didn't work
And I couldn't quite get the angle right for chris to see the screen via Skype on my iPad
Lots of shouting followed
" move it up...move it to the left!, get your friggin thumb away from the camera!"
Then I couldn't find the USB port
" ITS ON THE FUCKING SIDE OF THE COMPUTER!!!!!" Chris bellowed
" I can't SEEEEEEE ITTTT!" I yelled back
" YOU CANT MISS IT! IT's ON THE SIDE!"
" it's not THERE!" I was beginning to sound like a shrill Lady Mary from Downton Abbey
" It was there THIS MORNING.!" Chris yelled...he was starting to hyperventilate.
He never told me that there was a little flap you had to open!
I jammed the memory stick in the hole
A strange window popped up saying
" Programme not responding"
" it's not responding!" I wailed
Winifred bounced into the office, excited at all the yelling!
" Can you click on Microsoft outlook.?" Chris gasped
" I can't even SEE MICROSOFT OUTLOOK.!"
......ok? You get the gist!.....the farce went on until Chris ran off empty handed to his presentation and I had to find a dark room , in which I could lie down in.
The stress levels are just too bloody high.
Now, to this, please add the following situation
" talking your partner through a complicated computer programme over Skype with the clock ticking!"
This is way more stressful.......
Give me a critically ill patient on a ventilator to look after anyday!
This morning Chris left a vital memory stick at home.
It contained the information he needed for an important presentation this morning
All I had to do was to follow his verbal instructions to send contents of said computer stick, via an unfamiliar laptop to his email
Simple!
Remember time was ticking!
Well the computer password didn't work
And I couldn't quite get the angle right for chris to see the screen via Skype on my iPad
Lots of shouting followed
" move it up...move it to the left!, get your friggin thumb away from the camera!"
Then I couldn't find the USB port
" ITS ON THE FUCKING SIDE OF THE COMPUTER!!!!!" Chris bellowed
" I can't SEEEEEEE ITTTT!" I yelled back
" YOU CANT MISS IT! IT's ON THE SIDE!"
" it's not THERE!" I was beginning to sound like a shrill Lady Mary from Downton Abbey
" It was there THIS MORNING.!" Chris yelled...he was starting to hyperventilate.
He never told me that there was a little flap you had to open!
I jammed the memory stick in the hole
A strange window popped up saying
" Programme not responding"
" it's not responding!" I wailed
Winifred bounced into the office, excited at all the yelling!
" Can you click on Microsoft outlook.?" Chris gasped
" I can't even SEE MICROSOFT OUTLOOK.!"
......ok? You get the gist!.....the farce went on until Chris ran off empty handed to his presentation and I had to find a dark room , in which I could lie down in.
Now if you are as stressed as I am after reading all this, I suggest you find a few minutes to yourself and go and watch a gentle little Argentinian movie called Hawaii ( 2013)
In Hawaii nothing much happens. Newspaper colonist Eugenio ( Manual Vignou) spends a hot summer looking after his uncle's home in the city. A homeless Russian ( Mateo Chairtino ) turns up looking for work and the two men soon realise that they were once childhood friends.
Against the backdrop of a slightly decaying urban house and garden , a tentative romance starts.
I would recommend Hawaii wholeheartedly, for it is a totally visual experience. Hardly a word is spoken for great chunks of the film, as the two old friends pussyfoot around each other., and it makes a change that the drama , angst and confrontation ,so common in gay cinema, is more or less absent in this little psychological study.....a study which ends on a very welcoming positive note.
If you want your heart rate to slow, and your blood pressure to drop
Give HAWAII a go.
Mundane Monday
It's going to be a mundane post today
It's going to be a mundane day
For today it's carpet cleaning day
Yaaaayyyyyy
It's a necessary evil of living in the country and having 20 paws in the house
When the carpet cleaner comes out
the animals retreat to their favorite places
They know what to expect
Noise and muddy water
All day
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| Albert hides away on his superman onesie cat bed |
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| William is up on the couch |
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| George is in bed |
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| Meg is in the bedroom window |
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| And Winnie watches the wold from the garden |
If You Don't Follow THE WALKING DEAD look away now
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| Sigh |
24 hours and it returns!
If anyone bothers me at 9pm tomorrow night
they are zombie meat
If anyone bothers me at 9pm tomorrow night
they are zombie meat
Has Judith survived her bloody baby seat?
How will Daryl cope with a needy Beth?
What has Bob got in his friggin box?
Where the sod is Carol?
Will Rick ever master a real Atlanta accent?
Will Tara the token lesbian survive?
And
Will Rick ever master a real Atlanta accent?
Will Tara the token lesbian survive?
And
Will Tyreese sing " this old man" with the kids?
answers on a postcard
answers on a postcard
Hey ho
Paso
I don't watch the tv programme Dancing On Ice
I can't think of anything worse
But I did remember Torvill & Dean doing the Paso
Way back in 1984
Cracking!
Harry Windsor : a ginger cock in need of Valium
Another day, another storm from the west. The Ukrainian village has never been so wet or as dirty, yet despite the muck and the water, the resident hens and the refugees have been laying well all winter.
The only flash of real colour amid the brown and the muddy green has been a brighter ginger streak that is Harry Windsor.
Harry Windsor, like his namesake is second in life's pecking order. He is second in command to the permanently scowling Moriarty and spends most of his adolescent days galloping away from the alpha cockerel in a state of nervous exhaustion.
Such is the way of the world in hen land
Come the spring, when Harry has put on a few more pounds
There will be a stand off between the two
And a peace will reign on the field
But for now, Harry ,
Poor Harry continues his muddy and constant jog to safety
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