Kate’s allegedly a human (although increasingly right-wing bigots would say otherwise). She’s definitely not a vampire, despite what some other people claim. She’s also mostly built out of spite and overcoming oppositional-sexism, racism, and other random bullshit.
So she’s either a human or a lizard in disguise sent to destroy all of humanity.
Either way, she’s here to reassure that it’s all fine.
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Definately not an iPad
So, Android, on a tablet. Mrr. Perhaps a bit of background first. My mum after 20 years of begging, pleading and coaxing finally found ‘a use’ for the computer. She’s not into the internet, gaming is not her thing, she doesn’t do her stuff on twitter, she’s not posting to flickr. No, she’s learning French.…
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Oooh. Infomatorial Request
My mum’s arthritis is making the whole clicky mouse job on the computer a bit of a pain. Literally. In fact, having finally managed to find a use for the computer (she’s learning French), she now can’t actually use it because it hurts too much. I was thinking iPad, but 300 spondoolics is quite a…
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It’s heeeeeere
So, near to us is Bristols Wood Recycling Project from where we endeavour to obtain lots of wood. It’s not really a hardship as it is, for the most part, incredibly cheap. And we like using reclaimed timber. They have some lovely cupboard doors in at the moment, from a science lab. Sadly not enough…
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Here come the builders!
So, we have a pseudo-date for the builders, after a false start we’re off again with ‘next week’. It’s been next week for three weeks, but the builders realised that in discussions we’d not really considered the fact that the windowsill in the kitchen was, well, just below the level of the worksurface. Level with…
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Tired post nights update
So, I’ve been reading papers for the last 2 hours, having munched down on yet another bought lunch (the Coop’s been getting rather a lot of business from us lately). It’s 3858 miles to Chicago, we got a 1936 cycling magazine, no cigarettes, it’s sunny (outside) and I’m wearing sunglasses (inside) – so I think…
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Miniature update
So, we have moved upstairs – an enormous amount of cleaning and work for a transitional period. The poor aged Goblin ‘workshop’ hoover ruptured it’s little bag (again) in protest at the amount of crud that it had to suck up. The black dust from the mortar and blockwork (which is, I think, bulked up…
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Guess what, it’s a house update!
So, I thought you’d all like to know what’s going on with the house? You wouldn’t? You’re bored witless of house stuff? You want more biting political commentary and discussion of the planned healthcare reforms? You want my environmental opinions? Tough.
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Infectious chaosms
Today Kathryn showed me a shortcut, or possibly a slightly-long-cut to the post office: Which is good, because being out there and seeing beauty is definitely nice, as our house is being ripped apart prior to reassembly. Bits of it; corners, if you will; are holding their own against the onslaught. The back room which…
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Bricks, mortar, photos
So, another house update for you all; garden update tomorrow, maybe. Lots to update, but no photos yet… And as a special extra bonus, I’ve been out taking pictures. Of rusty things. Yes.
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Odd thoughts after a long day.
So, I have spent the day trundling (well, moving fairly rapidly) up and, well, down the UK. Rebecca, as you might recall was sporting a faulty heated rear window (it looked like this when it was on); so today I ran (well, drove) up to JLH to get it changed for a new one. This…