At last! It is actually happening!
At last! It is actually happening!
Behold!
The first sourdough loaf of the year.
Ahhhhh! It’s alive! 😱
The start of the sourdough season:
My home is never warm enough to sustain a sourdough starter during the winter but it will start bubbling away once the temperature starts to rise.
The Sharp Computer Users Newsletter December 1982:
If you look up Frustration in the dictionary it will probably mention using FORTH on a system using cassette tapes for storage 🤬.
My first and (probably) my last computers
It would appear that my box of wires has now expanded to five boxes.
Perhaps it is time to let the RS–232 and the SCSI ones go. Although there are some interesting looking widgets and dongles - I wonder what they do 🤷♂️
Pleased to see the ospreys are back from warmer climes to a still snow capped Scotland.
Need to investigate what happens to the young from last year.
Our local spring lookout guy was checking for blue sky, sunshine and blossom before he could call it.
For some years my son, daughter and myself have adopted the practice of sharing a picture of our feet to mark the start of a new season of Taskmaster…
…all present and correct.
Apparently the bread knife can also be used as a mirror.
The bread knife and board are ready to slice into today’s freshly baked loaf.
Whilst desperately trying to resist the obvious image I pondered why, in the AI enhanced twenty first century, I still receive a prompt to pay nothing at all 🤷♂️
Perhaps we will manage a trip to Edinburgh in August and support The Fringe - which is always a fun trip to take.
My top floor flat came with its own instrument. The landlord assured me that the old upright piano had to stay as they were not going to lug it down all those stairs. The old Oxygen8 on the left is not MIDI compliant but the addition of a MIDI Bluetooth adapter means it can still function today.
My weekly trip to Unicorn will invariably result in me standing in front of their spice section or some other display of wholesome goodies with the thought… “I really should have made a list”.
Worryingly there has been no sign of the foxes returning to their den at the end of the wild patch we like to call the garden. They would usually court one another during January and February producing cubs in April or May before the family all move on by July.
Good chance of more rain later….
…and by later I mean about two minutes later leaving me soaked.
An insect on a petal - taken at Dunham Massey a couple of years ago.
The tiny lardons can add a lot to a meal.
The ivy houseplant plant, which I had rescued from the bins - it having been abandoned by a neighbour moving out, was the sole survivor in my south facing window during the extreme heat (by UK standards) last summer; the others having scorched beyond salvation.
With my record collection reduced from several thousands to three the old dusty and rusty Thorens analogue (or analog 🤷♂️) turntable just gathers dust today.
I do not miss the limited storage capacity, sound compressed and mangled, easily damaged, difficult to store and heavy to transport vinyl days.
The original Portico Quartet was far more interesting than the later Portico incarnation as a trio.
There is not much to see from the bedroom window early in the morning…
…but there is plenty to hear.
The canal system was once seen as vital but was eventually replaced by rail and road networks.
