28.8.06

A Book I Did Read

I was given a book for my birthday, "One More Kilometre and We're in the Showers" by Tim Hilton. Its ISBN is 0006532284 and published by Harper Perennial.

Not having read a book for five years, (magazines are my short attention span preference) I took it slowly in case it inflicted eye damage.

It was interesting and not interesting, as one of the reviewers said, "a deeply affectionate mental scrapbook of cycling lore...." But european/pommyland orientated.

His communist upbringing was a joy to read, reminding me of my youth where communist were under every bed and any self respecting parent would educate their children as to who were communists. Better RED than DEAD was a cry of the 50's schoolyard.

But by and large, I suspect the book would do well in the cycling clubs of PommyLand where the legends of yesterday's european cycling are probably relevant.

It will take me another five years to build up the courage to read another book!

19.8.06

A Blooming Mess



I gave in and bought n MP3 player. So when I go for my walk, I have glasses, keys, headphones and the player.

They all end up around your neck and getting them off is a magician's trick. I am no magician, it becomes one enormous mess like fishing line can sometimes become.

So it's a matter of pulling them all of, untangling the glasses and then untangling the rest.

Also, am I the only person who can't plug earphones into the ear hole? Bought something that was meant to clip behind the ear, just as bad. In winter it's ok as the beanie holds them in. But in summer lord knows what will happen

When bluetooth was first mooted, it was going to provide a $5 chip to do all this stuff wirelessly. The closest I have seen comes in at $290. I don't need the mp3s that badly.

12.8.06

The 12th of August

One of us is 66 today, the other is 8. Guess who is what!




A fun birthday party and here is the cake they are going to eat




And her is a picture of a sorry dog



Some weeks ago another dog attacked this one and to prevent it from licking or interfering with the stitches, this guard has been attatched to it. The guard comes off tomorrow.