My husband gets up at the crack of dawn and goes jogging. When he comes back he makes himself coffee, so when I get up, the coffee’s there ready and waiting. This is great, because I’m not a morning person. This morning he had his annual health check, which meant that he had to go and have a blood test before he ate or drank anything. So he couldn’t have…
The Palmeran climate’s a lot less predictable than it used to be. We had an unusually dry winter, but so far spring is wetter than usual. In any case, at this time of year, the weather’s very changeable. It’s not like Ireland – if you don’t like the weather just wait five minute and it’ll change – but half an hour ago it was pouring, and now it’s just cloudy….
Yay! I got Photoshop and basic anti-spyware installed. I finally collected a parcel from the post office this morning that’s been there since the morning I went into the Caldera. )I tried to collect it on Saturday, but they were shut. Grrr.) I collected a whole lamb from the butchers (special offer – and they cut it up, thank goodness) and shared it out between us and some friends. The…
Well the printer/scanner now works properly. And we’ve got Mozilla Firefox going (must try to recover the old bookmarks) and Open Office. But so far I can’t find out how to have a different header for the first page of a document, which is rather important for fiction submissions. Tomorrow I hope to re-install Photoshop.
Easter isn´t a big thing for our family. Normally I order Easter eggs over the internet, but I should have been doing that while I was rushing to get ready for the Caldera trip. Luckily I managed to find a chocolate bunny for my son. And as usual, we decorated boiled eggs with coloured pencils. Then Helen, Theresa and Norma all came to lunch. Norma and Helen worked on Ruido,…
My computer troubles continue, so I’ve done very little writing or photo editing (although the house is quite a bit cleaner, at least.) It’s been getting me down, but this morning I got out to photograph the Good Friday procession from the church of San Francisco in Santa Cruz de la Palma. Doing something creative lifted my mood dramatically. (More photos at A Small Rock in the Atlantic) Even better,…