My computer decided it was 1957 and refused to access anything on the internet, www stuff was out of bounds. Why it worked at all is beyond me. My technician has no idea why it reset itself to 1957 so there's no way I could figure it out, although I spent a few weeks trying. Should have known better, of course, but I kept thinking that if I kept at it long enough I might remember something that was helpful.
Little did I know in 1957 that one day in the far and distant future I would have a beautiful grandson who would grow be my pride and joy. I blinked, he grew and now he's 21. These are my two favourite photos from the celebrations. He knows everyone in the family adores him but looks slightly embarrassed at the sweet things his lovely girlfriend, Rose is saying in her speech.
A morning after shot with a difference - most guys would have the haircut before the party. Most guys don't have their mother cut their hair either.
We had a pretty fierce storm a week or so ago. One of the victims was my favourite tree. Luckily no-one was passing under it when it lost a sizable branch.
Last weekend the family attacked the cow shed entrance to the farm which I share. The yukkas I have removed from my garden came in handy.
I've tried to follow blogs on my little tablet but typing on it really tests my patience. I will spend some time catching up now.