I'm really just trying to download photies onto this laptop. The top two are from my mobile phone and the bottom one is from the camera I got off my daughter. I don't find this Windows 8 stuff helpful at all. Anyway, if I can manage to get the photies off the cameras, I might pay more attention to this blog when I go my holidays in a week. It hardly seems any time since I got back from India, and I'm feeling wound up right now about going elsewhere.
But I watched a telly programme last night about monasteries and I spoke to my spiritual friend the day before yesterday about zen monasteries and their routines. So I'll be a month in one of those monasteries. I'm starting to look forward to that!! Even getting up at four in the morning. A whole month of complete detox. That's what I call spring cleaning!
I say!
ReplyDeleteI fear you have rather shattered Abdul's impression of dear old Blighty. I heard him talking to his pals. He is Yao, which I don't speak at all, but it sounded something like: "Izi bing guello. Indi bwana friend Fat Mac ngwana diti mbonga flatscreen weru ndoro TV no bigger than a satnav!"
I tried to explain that, for the nouveaux bourgeois riche in Blighty, a normal sized TV is sometimes seen as being a little crude, but I fear that it rather got lost in translation.
MM III