2015 — 30 September: Wednesday
Happy birthday! (Niece #1, on this occasion.) I hope she managed to connect with the batch of LoTR DVDs I posted to her aunt in the Hazlemere Hilton for her last week. Of course, I fear it means we're now 75% through yet another year. Already. Not sure how I feel about that; it shall be pondered during today's scheduled walk, methinks.
Having given up...
... on the latest fancy new wireless mouse1 and reverted to the Microsoft "Comfort" wired rodent I'm now going to "re-purpose" the little USB extension lead — originally bought to extend the inconveniently-short charging range of my first Android Tablet's lead — I was using for its wireless dongle into the USB3 port on the back of the Dell screen. Doing so will make that port more easily reachable without all the consequential fingermarks on said screen that today's oblique sunlight reveals.
"What he just said!"
I couldn't agree more:
And, with that, he was gone. All she could hear was the sound of his disappearing horse. (Victor Borge, anyone?)
It's taken me...
... just over 34 years living here to get the round tuit needed for me to walk along the Monarch's Way. My reward towards the end of the six miles or so was to see for several minutes, and perhaps 100 yards away, a herd of 14 deer thundering up and down one of the fields adjacent to the road between Winchester and Hursley. Nice. I also saw what little there actually is to see of Merdon Castle (or "raised earth mounds" as I would describe it). And I've been lent a Bluetooth dongle to play with. "Just plug it into BlackBeast Mk III," he says, and it magically tells2 my PC how to pair with whatever Bluetooth gadgetry is in range.
Waiting patiently...
... on my doorstep were the autobiography by Wheeler (one of Feynman's tutors) that will, I hope, be a nice companion piece to Monday's Teller memoirs and the 1997 film — another by Alan Rudolph that slipped completely under my radar:
Julie Christie. Say no more.
It's already 19:40 and that's not an approaching chuffer, it's the ol' empty tum... how about making me an evening nibble?