Sunday Sunday

A proper post Christmas pottering about sort of a day.  Today it was the turn of the utility room to have some tidying attention.

This afternoon saw me fall foul of the computer peripheral - what is it with printers?  All I wanted to do was print a picture on some A4 photo paper.  It printed on ordinary paper but the minute the high grade glossy inkjet paper was introduced - meltdown.  The touchscreen instructions on the front were unhelpful from the point of view that I followed them but they just kept telling me to do the same thing over and again.  Finally, I resorted to the action of a tyrant and cut off its power supply and gave up trying to print the photo.  That passed a happy hour and resulted in exhaustion.

We were successful at the pub quiz tonight. For a change I felt that I contributed my fair share- I was not disconcerted by the individual round on "Canals" - a real anorak subject.

Progress is being made with Jeeves and the Wedding Bells.  I think he is maybe trying too hard and some of Bertie's language doesn't seem quite right but it is entertaining enough so far.

Off to do a little electronic Sudoku now.  I found an unfinished Puzzler app on my iPad and in the spirit of January tidying up feel I should attempt to complete it.

Still crazy after all these years.

It appears that I last posted back in September 2007 and much water has passed under many bridges since then.  I am no longer counting bricks but will keep the blog name anyway.  I won't bore you all with the minutiae but will take January 2014 as a new beginning.  I am now working full-time in the wonderful world of systems for learning and development.  I shall be blogging to maintain my sanity and to instil some discipline to encourage me back to literature.  There may also be some commentary along the way on this wonderful thing called life.

This weeks reading material is the only book that I got for Christmas - Sebastian Faulks "Jeeves and The Wedding Bells".  A lovely hardback copy - none of this electronic nonsense!  I may well have to follow this with some Wodehouse (it is sometime since I have dipped into the real thing) in order to do a Compare and Contrast (I used to love doing those types of essays in geography in school).  Then I think I would like to go back and read The Hobbit again - in order to work out just how they have managed to turn it into three films. It was never a favourite, unlike Lord of the Rings.

What is now yesterday was taken up with some more of those in with the New Year out with the rubbish activities.  I have posed a question to SiaB and his literate friends through another social media channel regarding the word Pimlico.  I believe it was a word coined by somebody like Willy Russell or John Bird to describe the kind of detritus that "appears" in containers like the cracked cup you can't quite part with.  Spreading the contents on the desk might reveal - a hair grip; some random bits of plastic that must have belonged somewhere at sometime; a paper clip; some screws; etc...you get the idea.  My house seems to be littered with such containers (and drawers) and so my task over the next few weeks is to banish them.  It won't further the cause of humanity in any way but I am sure decluttering my life must eventually have some benefits.

I think that will do for starters.  Lets see if I can keep this up a bit longer.