computerism the sequel

The old laptop has been physically ripped apart by a techie on faultfinding bent. A verdict is expected any second.

 The other two computers have been de win32 ed and I am useing one of them whilst the management is off to the movies with the childer leaving me waiting for the engineer as the boiler has just deceased.

Ah these things come in waves don't they.

Have thought better of getting a new car and maybe a new laptop instead.

The faulty one will still need sorting as there is simply loads of stuff on there I just have to get off the thing.

But it's deciding between a reconditioned HP and a brand new Toshiba, decisions decisions....

This morning was spent training Taliesin in the delicate art of car body repair. The front of his Clio was carefully straightened by attaching one end to the discovery, the other to the digger and gently pulling out the bend. Oh and the final touches were delicatly handled with a 10 lb sledge hammer....

That of course is not to mention the frozen state of water here - again.

No hot water is a bit urgent though, then again we could allways take the kids swimming tomorrow.......

R

computerism

My do we ever love computers.....

Mine has aquired a really unpleasant win32 variaent virus and is about as much use as a chocolate fireguard.

Which is why i have not said anything recently.

Of course once it's on one computer it spreads over the network and I have had a fun few days, since Sunday actually serially removing the little rascal,

I take it off one puter and the little %%%%% gets back on from the other computers on the network.

Tomorrow I turn off all the networking and remove it from all the computers while they are not able to talk to each other. Except mine which is off to be battled with by a techie.

So anyway last night put the tin hat on things,  when I got into the bath ready to teach today,  the bloody legs on the bath gave way and I collapsed on the floor in a tidal wave of water which cascaded into the downstairs.

Boy, this was fun.

Water everywhere, and late at night too.

Oh did I mention it was me who put the bath in so it was recrimination central here.

Except for Branwen who posted it on face book in a wave of hilarity.
 
Much joy.   

So tomorrow I am on Jewson bent getting a load of timber to make sure the bath never moves again - ever....
 
R

scaffold builders

Today has been a right bitza of a day, the student is firmly locked into her essay and walled up in the bedroom.

I decided a bit of axeology might be in order now that we have decided, sudden artic blasts notwithstanding we definately have enough wood to see out the winter.

That said I am not ruling out chainsaw days if the weather is right, we can allways stack it for next winter.

So this afternoon Taliesin and I set about the task of moving the scaffolding outside the house. This took a lot of heaving banging and swearing. Taliesin falling off and us moving the really heavy fire engine ladders about. With phase one complete, we started to build the scaffolding back up. All was going well till it stopped going to plan, Taliesin getting madder and madder till eventually he hit my hand with a lump hammer, by accident I hope.

At this point i decided I was getting bored with this and it was time to come in and admire all the housewokr rhe kids hadn't bothered with and feed the cats.

Management is still typing away and I am typing with the hand that sort of works.

Great and I have to blast up the M4 this week.

R       

The student - ain't no stopping her now.

The student, she who has done her first 2 essays is working on her third.

In the past she has shunned technology, stares at computer with a mixture of fright and confusion.

This being a student is thing is really starting to get out of hand.

Her phones used to have to be mega simple and she does not do texting period. 

She has just ordered a something, you can hardly call it a phone, called a HTC HD7 which is obviously short hand for bloody complicated and bewildering.

She has just abandoned essaying to go phone setting, and of course set up her email and msn and broadband at home, on the phone.

This is crazy!!!

Where will it all end? 

It gets worse, she has just read this entry on her phone....

R

Diabled children and prime ministers

I try and avoid the blatantly political on here though i dare say a few of you might suspect I am not a tory...



Yesterdays performance was dreadful disingenius and downright deceitful.







Cameron knows what it's like to parent a disabled child, does he know? Who told him? The nanny?

It's not his fault Bristol Council won't provide that poor lady with extra respite forcing her to make the heart rending decision, that  for her sanity, she has to give up her child.

Not his fault, maybe. But who deicided to gut the guts out of funding for services?

He has to own to that one, and you see this is where the big society fits in.

What Cameron thinks should happen is a volunteer should come and help for no money.

What he  paid a nanny to do.

He may well have had a disabled child but he has not the vaguest notion of what it is to bring up a disabled child on your own in grinding poverty.

But I'm sure he will make sure lots of others get to share this ladies experience.

R

Light work.....

 I think it's a measure of how the world is changing that the stove we ordered months back has just arrived. Lots of people are switching from oil and gas to wood. How long will wood continue to be cheap at this rate, not long.




So today it was get the stove day. Avid readers will remember the last one which nearly broke the 806.  And how as we lowered the forks on the forklift the suspension came down and jammed under the tailgate of the car.

Deja vu,

The drive home was really interesting, mind you the trip out was not exactly a barrel of laughs as the council has decided to save it's salt and some of the roads were towards the interesting side of having a slide...

Still we got there and at this end did another dance along the short rescue ladder to get the damn thing out. This one is a lot lighter so it only took three of us to swear the thing into the house not 6 like last time.

 Still once they are where they need to be you pretty much leave a log stove alone.

That's good, it is a once in a lifetime job.

That's exactly how many times I fancy doing it again.

Well actually it is not done yet, the stove is only in through the door.

Rhys

Times when a simple pass would be better.

Now I would not dare deny sheis clever, But a simple pass might have been better. She is drifiting along on a tidal wave of high.



Goodness knows what she sill suggest next.



But it will probably cost money



R