Fiona's Quiet Life

i am so slow at doing things, i buy gad­gets ‚then leave them on a table for sev­eral months because i am sure that i will never make any sense of the instructions.….the gad­get for con­vert­ing slides and neg­at­ives ter­ri­fied me.…and it is so simple to use. my com­puter is now full of ancient images.

scanned from over 60 yr old negative

the same thing applied to access­ing my blog from a com­puter other than my ancient one…well it involves remem­ber­ing pass­words and also find­ing the admin bit.
well after pro­cras­tin­at­ing for at least two years tonight i did it in a few moments.and so pleased with myself that i am put­ting it on my wee port­able notebook.….….in order to keep fam­ily and friends up to speed with latest goings on.

so we replaced the lead pipes that carry the water to our taps. last august.……on monday a man from Scot­tish water came to inspect the work and arrange get­ting it attached to the mains.….i don’t know why i am here were his first words. so i told him.

i can’t pass that he said we didnt see it being put in, .…we had con­tac­ted them many many times.….….….….……i showed him copi­ous num­bers of pho­to­graphs of the work.….….…my builder in a trench halfway up his thighs.….….……not deep enough said he…it might freeze.…it was –20 here last winter for sev­eral days, it noth­ing froze and noth­ing has frozen for 100 years…standards are dif­fer­ent says he.

entrenched

so i still have my sup­ply through the old lead pipes.

going to a wed­ding on a beach in Israel. soon…it is going to be hot.……i am a cool north­ern person…i have total sun block.

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i am feel­ing pleased, five minutes after moan­ing that i couldn’t get my neg­at­ives to turn pos­it­ive , i decided to read the instructions…i hate read­ing instruc­tions, too many words.….….…it was simple

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I have been scan­ning old pho­to­graphic negativs,it is easy and quick.…BUT .….…..can i find out how to get them to turn into pos­it­ive pic­tures by com­puter, no i can’t.….…..i get such things as…how to fix your neg­at­ive rela­tion­ship. or pet scan or any per­muta­tion of those and more , i am sure it can be done.
i will find a way.…eventually

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I sup­pose that just eat­ing a bowl of cher­ries is not a proper lunch, ah well, pity

this blog is so sporadic because, though I often say “ It’s going in me blog”.….I usu­ally for­get what it was by the time I get to a com­puter and there is no point of ‘talk­ing’ unless you have some­thing to say. Abi­gail says.…”Its going in me blog “ is going on my gravestone.

Him upstairs…remember him , my upstairs neighbour.….has given me per­mis­sion to say what ever I wish about his pur­suit of true love.…he is still per­sue­ing. It is an enter­tain­ment to watch the whole thing from down here.
Mean­while, he is at time behav­ing like a moody teen­ager, the latest being refus­ing to text one of his objects of pas­sion because she hadn’t delivered some theatre tick­ets and had gone off to a wed­ding in Lon­don.
Of course he had it for whatever reason…I sus­pect lack of communication.….wrong. So he dis­ap­pears off to his hol­i­day home. And she turns up here with tick­ets, she had four tick­ets, it is about 5 hours till the per­form­ance. He wont come back from lake dis­trict say­ing he has got other plans now. So I phone my brother in law , and if he will use ticket but he doesn’t want to go, so I end up going alone…and enjoyed it greatly.

Mean­while they are plan­ning to travel together all the way to Aus­tralia in Janu­ary… just as friends don’t get excited. ..I won­der how friendly they will be by the end of a jour­ney of that length.

I have done it, and my shoulders have come back down from up by my ears with the ten­sion of it all.…I have found all the bits of paper I need for the income tax man.….…..every year it makes me ill and my affairs are simple so I pity people with com­plic­ated tax issues.….and it is only July.

Had to get it done as on my jour­ney to Israel to a wed­ding soon I shall be on the same flight as my account­ant and didn’t want him look­ing at me with an exas­per­ated expres­sion, not that he does really but I feel like a school child who hasn’t done their homework.….a feel­ing I am very famil­iar with, I never did my home­work. I know I shouldn’t need an account­ant but dys­lexia in my case cov­ers num­bers as well.

Been in Chip­pen­ham again being referee

fish­ing

to a four year old and a six year old boy.

why go the easy way up

He has his uses though , does him upstairs, he has men­ded my elec­tric hedge trimmer.….no I don’t have an elec­tric hedge, you know what I mean.…..but I did man­age to nip out and buy a smal­ler rechargeable one before I let him know it didn’t work because I knew he would love tak­ing it apart till he got it going and I wanted a smal­ler one. Now I have two

still scan­ning photographs.

8 . sixty six year old photos

OK now I am hungry.

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So , where do I start.….….….….…I am watch­ing the Wimble­don final on TV because Abi­gail and Esther are in the crowd. While doing that I am scan­ning hun­dreds of slides or her, Abigail’s, child­hood and put­ting them on a DVD.….….….….you can tell I have got a new gad­get, I love gadgets,I should not be allowed near shops,

I also got a clock that runs on water, and we have plenty of that in Scot­land, mind you I was begin­ning to think it would never rain again, but today it is gale force wind and huge showers,

I had to top up the pond last week because there had been so little rain.
My tad­poles have four tiny legs and still a long tail…but they are very elu­sive. And the frog , well cam­ou­flaged, gave a dis­gruntled plop into the pond when I was spray­ing the plants round it with water.

only a week ago I was at the royal High­land show in Edin­burgh, it seemed silly that I live less than an hour away and have never been, espe­cially as son-in-law peter and grand­son Cameron are there every year man­ning the Man­atu ( earth mov­ing equip­ment ) pavilion..Peter’s work mate fed me heart shaped chocol­ate biscuits.….….…I told him there is a wait­ing list

Have been enjoy­ing the world cup..it is the only time I watch foot­ball, the games have been superb.….England play­ers should stop being prima don­nas and get on with it.

A police­man turned up at last to inspect the dam­age to my window…not to catch perp.
But then a nice man from Everest came and men­ded it all quickly and effi­ciently, so I am happy.

Saw my niece in the crowd on TV while watch­ing Gla­ston­bury ….at least I think it was her.

This is dis­place­ment activity.…..I am sup­posed to be scan­ning some pho­tos of a youth camp from 60 years ago for an old school friend of Basil’s I have been put­ting it off for 7 months…did actu­ally man­age to loc­ate the pic­tures today and just worked out why it has taken me so long.……last time I scanned them it was for his sur­prise birth­day party that he enjoyed so much 3 months before he died, when I had 80 years worth of pho­tos play­ing on a loop in a computer.

Odd thing the human brain

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