You're telling me as if I don't know that already.? Only problem I used to have was that I used to fix things too quickly.
Yep, I've just downloaded the book for my bank holiday read. Going to watch the tv series afterwards with Mrs No7 and annoy her by saying 'there is so much missing' and suchlike. I do it all the time and drives her insane. She doesn't realise after 20 odd years I do it on purpose as winding her up is one of my favourite sports [emoji3]
Probably mentioned this before, but the easiest fix/biggest waste of my time, was to travel 30 miles to and from a destination, while I was living in Kent, to put a mains plug into a monitor and switch it on. The conversation went like this [the opening lines are typical]: Me: Hi, come to have a look at the computer. Client: Oh good, come in, it's in there. Me: OK, thanks. Oh, I see you've got one of those Ichifanis. Quite good make, in my opinion. Bit surprised you're having a problem. Client: Well I've only just got it and it won't turn on, whatever I do. Me: [Turns on PC] Well the main unit seems to be working. Client: Well you wait. Would you like a cup of tea.? How would you like it.? Me: I never refuse [and I hardly ever have]. Strong please, dash of milk, no sugar. Ta. [Client disappears into kitchen] Me: [Looks at connections at back. Sees no power connection to monitor. Sighs]. Have you the box still.? Client: [Shouts from kitchen]. Yes in the corner. Me: OK, ta. [Finds mains lead, plugs into both monitor and wall. Computer working perfectly, as expected]. Client: [Comes in from kitchen] So what's the problem.? Should I take it back.? Me: No, just read the instructions. It's sorted. Total time: less than it takes to boil a fast kettle. And yes, I stayed for the tea.
Did you not venture out of the main area a bit, Plenty of less antiseptic and interesting places. I loved the place.
Have managed to tear a muscle I didn't even know the name of - gastrocnemius muscle apparently, in my calf. The injury is commonly known as Tennis leg, and frequently occurs in people that do sports, but not very regularly and is more common in men in their 4th to 6th decade....I haven't done any kind of sport (apart from fishing) for nearly 20 years, and managed to do it by just walking across a car park. I fit the age profile, but am bloidy annoyed to get a sporting injury when just casually strolling. It means at least a week on crutches, unable to drive, and unable to work till it's sorted (not good when you're self employed) so I think I need a holiday too. Got to wait till August for that though.
Ouch. Hope you get better soon. I thought about doing exercise. I didn't do it, but it's the thought that counts!
I can do one better - my sporting injury was a torn calf muscle from jumping up and down celebrating a Wales try to win us the Grand Slam in 2005 Couldn't drive for at least 6 weeks and it still twinges now and again. An American acquaintance seriously thought that I should sue the Welsh Rugby Union for causing my injury...
Hope im back on my feet quicker than 6 weeks, am screwed if I can't drive. Yours counts as a sporting injury though Helen, and at least you were celebrating something...I was just trying to get out of Havant, which was a bit too close to Portsmouth for my liking
Johnny Depp looking like a woman abuser. Pics of his wife (soon to be ex) all over the web with bruises etc on her face. Even meant to be a video of it happening. If true the guy is a ****.
When I was young all the I wanted to know about was the human reproductive organs. I might even admit to being obsessed by the female reproductive system but since I have become old I have learned all about the bowel, the intestine (large and small), the circulatory and respiratory systems, and all sorts of other boring stuff so some teeny weeny muscle injury doesn't cut much ice with me.
To be fair Godders, your bowels must be quite splendid wonders of biology, as they are involved with speech too
