This year, Louise and I are going to spend some time in Berlin. I’ve never been before (though Louise has), and it’s been several years since I’ve been out of the UK. The last was a weekend in Paris in 2014, so it’s about time.
So we’re going on holiday soon and well, I wanted to carry a few less cables around with us, partly to save weight (not that it’s much) but also to reduce the chances of them getting lost in the hotel room or while out and about. With all this in mind I decided to get a USB-C SD Card reader so that I could upload photos from our cameras to my tablet (Google Pixel C) and thence to this (or Lou’s blog). What a nightmare!
It would be easy to talk about Brexit or IoT as a reason to become cynical and jaded in the UK, but it wouldn’t be interesting, nor novel. There’s just way too much that’s already been said, and in any case it tends to polarise people into the pro- and anti- camps, and I don’t want to be walking that road this morning. Instead I will mention streaming video.
About 9:30 this morning, some BT engineers arrived outside and with much noise and dust, started digging a hole outside our house. This was nothing to do with us. We’d not requested any work, but there you go. Continue reading “Notwork Woes”
I’d just like to ask people not to link me any YouTube content until they reverse their bigoted anti-LGBTQ stance. Being LGBTQ+ or an ally of is not “adult content”, and blocking LGBTQ+ content in the name of being “family friendly” is harmful to kids.
If they want to block adult content, then that’s fine, but they need to be more realistic about their filters. And until they do, I’d rather not be reminded that they exist.
There is so much I wanted to do today by the time Louise got home from work, but most of them required a lot of preparation and in some cases shopping. Unfortunately, I was unwell over the weekend†, and while I managed (mostly) to do what I needed to, any extras were pushed to the side. Continue reading “Valentine shennanigans”
at the turn of the year, I said that I wanted to lose weight and cut down on alcohol (among other things), the plan being that cutting down the alcohol would help the weight come off quicker. Well, I did! Now, I drink roughly half as often as I did then, and when I do, I drink about half as much. Little else has changed. I don’t eat any more, nor less. I don’t take any more or even less exercise… You’d think I’d get a slow but steady loss of weight.
So why have I gained more than 5 kilos? *sigh*