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09/24/2002 Archived Entry: “I cross the street and I quicken my pace”
So. I wanted to get some[1] photos put onto CD. My ireland ones. Because, basically, I can’t be arsed to scan them all. The ScanWise sofware on the Mac is lovely and powerful, but also incredibly irritating (I can’t persuade it to default to saving to a particular format, and after each preview it forgets which directory you’re saving in). The RiscPC has the CanoScan 300 which has helpfully semi-died and it turns out never produced partcularly good scans. Bah.
So I thought, “Ah ha, I’ll go and ask them to do a photos on CD thing, I saw that in Ireland and it wasn’t terribly expensive”. Indeed, in Ireland it worked out at 100 photos for 12 uk quid. I’ve now discovered there are 2 shops in Bristol that do it (I thought it was one, but it’s actually two, just remembered the first place wanted 20 quid, so I put them out of my head).
Anyway, it would actually work out 30 quid cheaper – if I could get the same deal on flights – to fly to Ireland and get them put on CD in the shop in Dublin. In *DUBLIN*, that it would for me to get it done here.
Insane. Completely insane.
[1]About 200, actually.
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So… come. COME to dublin!
*breaks into Aphex Twin* Come to dublin, come to dublin, come to dublin. COME TO DUBLIN!
Posted by Aoife @ 09/25/2002 12:51 AM GMT
