I’m an expert on boredom, and being boring, but when it comes to transferring data between computer systems even I contemplate suicide. I’ve spent a considerable amount of time over the last week or so moving data from my present set-up/mess to my new NAS and it’s been a mare. I was hoping I could copy it in a few large chucks but that just kept crashing my computer so I’ve had to babysit the process gigabyte by gigabyte. I’ve still got a weeks worth of files to go so if you don’t hear from me again I’ve topped myself.
What a shit week. After a spending hiatus of many months I decided it was time to splash out on some new computer and photographic bits and bobs. What happens? Of the seven items ordered two have gone adrift in transit and one item is DOA. Ordering stuff online is usually easy but finding the procedure for reporting a problem not so. I’m now waiting to see if and when my money is returned and then starting the ordering process all over again because the missing bits are still required.
Surprisingly I’ve decided to be a bit more proactive and check out the available talent earlier this year. Not much seems to have changed from recent times though. Suitable fresh faces are thin on the ground and are either too far away or too expensive. Having an extensive if one dimensional back catalogue of snaps to post means I could go a few years without arranging a new shoot and that looks likely unless there is a dramatic improvement in the situation.
I hope you all had an enjoyable festive break. Unfortunately I didn’t. I contracted some sort of infection and spent most of the week in a slightly unhealthy state and my Christmas dinner consisted of a couple of slices of toast and a cuppa. Because I didn’t feel horribly bad I choose not to seek medical help which turned out to be a big mistake because over New Year things got much worse. My birthday tradition is a trip to a zoo but on that morning I was in two minds whether to cancel and go to the doctor instead. Not wanting to appear too wimpy we headed to Whipsnade with me in some discomfort. After 4 1/2 miles of trekking around the zoo in a howling gale I didn’t feel any worst but decided I had to see a doctor the following day. After a few painful prods from a nurse and then a doctor I’m back on the high strength antibiotics for a month. November and December were shockers healthwise and January has started on much the same lines but this blog contains far too much negativity so I’m determined to only report the positives in the future. I can’t believe I just said that.