Sunday 12 April 2009

Easter and All That

Well well well, it is Easter and St John's at Brinklow rang in the special service with some well executed rounds and call changes with only four glitches that called for bad striking - three of them mine! I imagine that we also called the URC service to worship as well, given that theirs was also at 10:30.

Audrone has been for a long bike ride and also to visit Aunt Agatha (AKA Pip from Hetty Peggler), while I labour over the blog. I finally found out how to include other links on to this one, so it just goes to show that self-learning can be achieved. One is so used to being trained or taught everything these days, that you tend to forget that even pilots, drivers and of course computer users had to teach themselves at one time.

A new toy has been purchased in the way of a camera. Bought to replace the old digital Nikon that we had - a useful enough item for taking snapshots etc, but not high enough in megapixels or telescopic magnification for taking pictures of wildlife or getting anything published in magazines etc.

So now we are learning to use a brand new Samsung WB500 camera which does all these things and so many more that I have spent a whole day reading the manual and following up with practice shots and experiments with the machine itself. This has to be done via the computer screen, because there is no such thing as a printed manual anymore. Although there is a brief and flimsy folder that tells you where to do your research and most stridently how to dispose of the 'item' when it has reached its 'use by date'. The latter would assume (probably correctly) that in three years time, a £269 camera is no longer of any use whatsoever and that you will be be buying something new. You certainly won't be selling it second hand - nobody wants our Nikon, even as a gift.


Needless to say, I took some pretty silly pictures by way of practising the use of said camera, after which an enjoyable barbecue was had, despite the cold weather and drizzle. It was a rather muffled up barbecue chef slaving over the coals tonight.
It's all a bit naff really.

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