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My Son who is in the 2nd percentile for height and weight, who the previous weekend, rode 150KM of the Otago Rail Trail, a fair proportion of it uphill, in 2.5 days without so much as a complaint, and still had enough energy to race his very fit and bike seasoned grandfather to the finish line.
My wife's grandmother on her deathbed in the weekend (now sadly passed at the age of 97), more-or-less unconscious and breathing her last, when some cherry flavoured chapstick was dabbed on her dry lips and she smiled, licked her lips and muttered, "Ooh, lovely".
Last thing I heard her say and a very bittersweet moment.
Handsome Dan Has Spoken.
Handsome Dan needs to stop adding three dots to every sentence...
Handsome Dan does not currently have a side hustle as the mascot for Yale
*Gladly accepting donations...
Being able to walk to the Perfume Point Lighthouse from our Hotel
Watching a very professional crew change out a live power pole complete with Vodafone cables and conduits as well.
(Keeping all services live as they do it)
When a "ships in 2-3 weeks" custom-made product ships after 4 days :)
networkn:
My Son who is in the 2nd percentile for height and weight, who the previous weekend, rode 150KM of the Otago Rail Trail, a fair proportion of it uphill, in 2.5 days without so much as a complaint, and still had enough energy to race his very fit and bike seasoned grandfather to the finish line.
... and he’s only, what - 23? 😀
Sometimes I just sit and think. Other times I just sit.
Reading a slightly random book review in The Spectator, ordering a First Edition of the said book (which transpired to have been published in the year I was born, entirely coincidentally) and finding the book to be as interesting as it sounded in the review.
It is - should anyone wish to know - a biography of a man who grew up in a rural English village not far from where I grew up. What makes it interesting is that he did so before the 14-18 war, so it is a fascinating snapshot of ordinary village life before the motor car, telephones and so on.
It's quite delightful - and, in a modern version of a pop up storybook, you can use Google Maps and Street View to see the very same things he describes in the book, which is rather fun. Or at least, some of them. I did note that the pond he mentions seems to have disappeared!
Geektastic:
Reading a slightly random book review in The Spectator, ordering a First Edition of the said book (which transpired to have been published in the year I was born, entirely coincidentally) and finding the book to be as interesting as it sounded in the review.
It is - should anyone wish to know - a biography of a man who grew up in a rural English village not far from where I grew up. What makes it interesting is that he did so before the 14-18 war, so it is a fascinating snapshot of ordinary village life before the motor car, telephones and so on.
It's quite delightful - and, in a modern version of a pop up storybook, you can use Google Maps and Street View to see the very same things he describes in the book, which is rather fun. Or at least, some of them. I did note that the pond he mentions seems to have disappeared!
I totally get this. A couple of years ago I amused myself by finding on the internet, photos of Allied soldiers in named villages and towns in Normandy on (or soon after) D-Day. Then went to Google Street View and searched for shots that placed the SV camera as close as possible to where the 1944 camera had been - and took a screenshot.
Took a while and was quite painstaking but I was able to complete three of these and got quite a kick out it - I showed the ‘then and now’ photos here on GZ at the time. It was interesting to see how almost timeless these French villages are - very little had changed over the intervening 75 years. One shot was of US paratroopers in a lane beside a church and cemetery. You could still see the same headstones in the cemetery 75 years later - perhaps that’s not too surprising but it was also the case with many other features.
Sometimes I just sit and think. Other times I just sit.
Reported an issue to my ISP on a Saturday morning (100/20 connection running at about 1/15) and it being fixed within 8 minutes.
Edit: And then came back again half an hour later :(
my wife's Hospital appointment at Rotorua Hospital to see a specialist , from parking the car to seeing the specialist and getting back to the car all took just under 10 minutes and the wife was fine to top it off.
Common sense is not as common as you think.
Calling 2Degrees and getting a super helpful dude who has made my life easier, solved my issues and made me happy.
Well done, young man.
Handsome Dan Has Spoken.
Handsome Dan needs to stop adding three dots to every sentence...
Handsome Dan does not currently have a side hustle as the mascot for Yale
*Gladly accepting donations...
Having switched back from Android to Apple, I've been pleasantly surprised at some of the little changes I've noticed since ending my self-imposed iOS exile. Like the ability to change default apps (in Outlook I can choose to have links open in Chrome rather than Safari), and the tighter integration of third-party services (I can choose Lastpass for auto password fill, and it works really fast and smoothly with FaceID - logged into about a dozen apps in minutes, no copy/paste required). Also, not so small, is the much improved battery life. Coming from a Note 8 that I was continually topping up throughout the day, the new iPhone made it through a pretty intensive day with 50% battery, without needing a recharge along the way.
My teenage boys still saying "Love You" when dropping them off somewhere and insisting on a hug...
Handsome Dan Has Spoken.
Handsome Dan needs to stop adding three dots to every sentence...
Handsome Dan does not currently have a side hustle as the mascot for Yale
*Gladly accepting donations...
Replying to @Geektastic & @eracode.
Last year we did a trip to the UK and spend some time tracking down locations that my ancestors came from. My Great Grandfather, on my mother's side, originally came from a town called Newbury in Berkshire and his parents remained there when he emigrated to NZ in 1886. We had in our possession a number of postcards featuring Newbury scenes from the late 1800's that his parents had sent to him in NZ.
We spent a fun afternoon tracking down buildings and bridges trying to recreate the same shots as originally taken. Most structures were still there, many looking largely unchanged. We happened to park next to the local museum and began by asking them if they knew where a building called "Cloth Hall" was located. Their answer was "go through the door at the end and you're standing in it" 🙂
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