Wednesday, 12 June 2013

Ground-breaking video from the household

Here's a link to a video made by my daughter. Prodigious film-making talent for one so young.

Dan King - we salute you!

I had a Flipcam and I dropped it in a carpark. It stopped being a Flipcam right then. Had it been a laptop I'd have sorted it. But I'm ashamed to say I couldn't even get the cover off. It lay on my desk for months taunting me for my clumsiness. I was trying to get it together to throw it away.

Dan, our youngest computer fixer, picked it up today and said "How about a hard reset?". I laughed scornfully while he removed the cover, removed the battery and held down the power button. I'd only just stopped laughing scornfully by the time he'd reassembled it and  turned it on.

It works. It only works.

Dan King, 17, Employee of the Week!

Monday, 10 June 2013

Online Dating Goes Underground

Well I'd love to update you on my progress and believe me it's all kicking off!

But this story doesn't seem to be about technology any more. It seems to be more about human frailty and actual feelings and so on.

Also I unwisely told a few of the people involved where to find the blog.

If you want the real low-down then you could friend me on Facebook.

Some proper technology coming later today!

Cheers xx

Monday, 3 June 2013

Online dating: I'm not desperate or anything...

Who will love this woman?
I am so besotted with my loyal readership that I have decided to make the ultimate sacrifice and research the murky world of online dating.

To make this seem like a scientific rather than a desperate act, here's the plan.

I persuade 10 men to go on a date with me. This is an audition date and should not include sauciness or indeed drunkeness.

My friend Mary suggests I should get them all to make a meal for me. I am so tempted by this, but generally the state of my kitchen is a deal-breaker, at least at the pre-captivation stage.

Anyway - maybe I should get them to complete some mild challenge. Sing something perhaps? Any ideas?

Then when I've done all 10, I'll pick the best one, get married and go and live in a beach house with my kids and his kids and Ted the dog. Definitely want a vegetable patch, apart from that the garden layout is flexible. Assuming all the 10 men fancy me of course. Hey - look at that picture! They're bound to.

After a weekend where I completely lost touch with housework, doing the garden or feeding the kids, because I was messaging ever more inappropriate men, I realised that 10 was actually quite a lot.

I've currently got 4 prospects at best. One of these almost climaxed in an actual date. Unfortunately, it never actually reached fruition after he texted me at 3am to tell me I was awesome and then completely disappeared.

So if any men reading this fancy a punt, send me a message and I promise promise not to publicly ridicule you in the blog.

I've learned one amazing thing about online dating.

The site constantly urges you to get in touch with men you like the look of, but THIS DOES NOT WORK.

It is a rule that if a woman sends a man a message then he will not message you back. He would sooner die.

What is that about?

It's like a ball in a Jane Austen novel. Women have to sit on the sidelines, fluttering their fans, and casting their fine eyes about and surreptitiously revealing a well-turned ankle every now and then. They absolutely must not run up to Lord Wossername of Wherever and yell "Hey Big Boy, how about it"

Roll on the 19th century say I.

I'll keep you posted on any other findings. Just doing my job...

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