Saturday, July 28, 2012
Friday, July 27, 2012
Folie a Deux - Day 11
Poor Lynn's swansong. Same in Endgame with Roy Scheider. I don't think I could survive working so closely with him either!
No Apple-ogy
Steve Jobs must be turning in his grave. The company he lovingly set up losing value to rivals day by day. And now I know why.
Several months ago I bought the ebook George Harrison: Living in the Material World. It can do lots of things no ordinary book could do, and it should be wonderful.
Sadly, iTunes have ensured the opposite.
After a few days I was sent notice of an update. But the instructions didn't work. I couldn't even sign in - it rejected my password, and didn't accept my answer to a verification question. Well of course I'd get that wrong - it was only the birthday I've lived with for 59 years!
The bright spark I was dealing with meanwhile decided that it needed further investigation (nothing was done however) and refunded me the purchase price. I never requested this.
Over that May weekend I managed to get it working, and immediately told the clever boy so. He never mentioned any consequences of my having received his "goodwill" refund, such as I no longer owned the book, even though I had never asked for my money back.
So when another update notice was sent to me (why, if I no longer owned the book?) I tried to download it - and completely lost the book.
I have been in contact with iTunes - via the old case number, as they failed to answer my query on their website. It is, of course, all my fault, and I shouldn't expect to do anything more than give them my money again to get the book back. After all, I requested the refund, didn't I? Complaint closed by those it is against, not by the person making it.
I've often been tempted to buy a Mac. I've thought of getting a newer iPad.
No chance. They'll never steal from me again.
Thursday, July 26, 2012
Wednesday, July 25, 2012
Tuesday, July 24, 2012
No Joke
I'm sure no one thought I was exaggerating when said I was going to have a bandage like a boxing glove on my hand after my operation. I'd hoped the nurse was exaggerating, but sadly she wasn't:
The biggest problem was the wait before the op, because the surgeon was caught up in another theatre. I finished my book, and was dreading getting bored, but of course a waiting room full of women found plenty to talk about.
I'm feeling a bit bruised and sore, and of course I'm overdoing it. I can't help wondering what it will all look like when I take this monstrosity off tomorrow afternoon.
The biggest problem was the wait before the op, because the surgeon was caught up in another theatre. I finished my book, and was dreading getting bored, but of course a waiting room full of women found plenty to talk about.
I'm feeling a bit bruised and sore, and of course I'm overdoing it. I can't help wondering what it will all look like when I take this monstrosity off tomorrow afternoon.
Monday, July 23, 2012
Folie a Deux - Day 7
No matter how much fur you grow on your face, angel, it can't hide the sweetness of your features.
Olympic Torch Relay Operation Day
You know me. Why use a simple post title when a multiple one will do?
I thought I would miss the Olympic Torch Relay passing the end of my road as today was supposed to be my last working day of the term. But because I have my carpal tunnel surgery today, I finished work last week. Anyway, the relay was due to pass at about 8am, which would have left me plenty of time to get to work.
This is the Riverside day surgery unit at the local hospital where I will be spending part of my day.
Meanwhile, I trundled down to the main road shortly after 7.30 to be sure to be there in time for the torch. I wasn't quite prepared for the circus that preceded it. First they stopped the busy rush hour traffic on the main road:
Then the sponsors' vehicles went by, with "outrunners" giving bystanders their advertising flags to wave:
Then came the torch itself. No idea who was carrying it:
There was a friendly policeman nearby doing the easiest duty he'll ever have:
He even got to meet in passing the mother of a retired athletic heroine, my neighbour whose daughter, shot putter Myrtle Augee, took part in several Olympics and won Commonwealth Games gold:
I thought I would miss the Olympic Torch Relay passing the end of my road as today was supposed to be my last working day of the term. But because I have my carpal tunnel surgery today, I finished work last week. Anyway, the relay was due to pass at about 8am, which would have left me plenty of time to get to work.
Meanwhile, I trundled down to the main road shortly after 7.30 to be sure to be there in time for the torch. I wasn't quite prepared for the circus that preceded it. First they stopped the busy rush hour traffic on the main road:
Then the sponsors' vehicles went by, with "outrunners" giving bystanders their advertising flags to wave:
Then came the torch itself. No idea who was carrying it:
There was a friendly policeman nearby doing the easiest duty he'll ever have:
He even got to meet in passing the mother of a retired athletic heroine, my neighbour whose daughter, shot putter Myrtle Augee, took part in several Olympics and won Commonwealth Games gold:
Well, that's the Olympics over as afar as I'm concerned!
Sunday, July 22, 2012
Five and Five
Many thanks to JoJo (http://tahomabeadworks.blogspot.co.uk/) for this award:
I've now tried three times to do this post, and I've lost it twice.
I give up. Let's just say Terry Pratchett, Peter James, Jane Austen, Reginald Hill and Abbe Prevost, and those interested can choose their own books by those authors!
Meth Cops Vincent Calendar
Bev has asked everyone who can to contribute a picture to a calendar to raise money for Vincent's favourite charity. She's requesting pictures of Vincent taken of/by/for you. You can read the details here:
http://bluevelvetvincentdonofrio.blogspot.co.uk/
Wish I had one I could contribute :-(
http://bluevelvetvincentdonofrio.blogspot.co.uk/
Wish I had one I could contribute :-(
