Friday, 27 November 2020

Christmas Presents and the Man Upstairs, Emma Freud, Emily Maitlis and Zoom

Christmas presents are an effing nightmare. Now you probably think I'm very bar humbug. Well I'm sort of am.

Hats off to those who believe and get great solace from the man upstairs.

I digress, sorry it is the way my mind works and having been brought up on a very religious household, do have a little knowledge / experience of the subject.

As it is a trinity should it be the men upstairs (father, son and holy spirit), is the spirit gender specific, i.e. should it be the people upstairs? If I have offended you I am truly sorry, just my normal ruminations on the subject. (I love that word, (ruminations not subject) it is so descriptive.)

Going off on a tangent off of a tangent (is that a cosine, no it isn't, don't be silly). How many brackets can you have in a sentence and it is still readable. Maybe I should start using foot notes, but we have got so tangential from the original topic of discussion Albert Einstein would have trouble following where we went, or should I say where we are going, may be it should be where have we come from.

STOP

As Monty Python would say it started as a perfectly sensible discussion and now it has got silly.

REBOOT

The simpleness, love and enjoyment of the religious side of Christmas is great.

Christmas parties at work etc. can be good fun (assuming no photo copiers are involved, why would anyone do that?)

But the stress of wasting money buying stuff for people they don't want, while at the same time they are doing the same, seems really stupid to me.

Getting negative so we will stop that, turn over a new leaf and to paraphrase Paul Whitehouse say “Isn’t Christmas Brilliant”. That is not to diminish the brilliantness of milk of course.

This year I think we are buying my parents (in their 80's, don't drink or smoke or need anything, in fact mother keeps on clearing out stuff and giving it to us) a Facebook portal (I think)

Apparently it is like a tablet but only does face time / Alexa, looks a bit like a photo frame. Supposedly dead easy to use, and we will be able to video call using WhatsApp. Fortunately, my Brother in law has volunteered to sort it out, so all I have to do is pay, yay, result. Only worry now is how easy is dead easy? Will they be able to operate it without a grandchild present (which defeats the object of face timing their grandchildren!).

Moving on the Nephew and Niece have “chosen” their Christmas present, ticked

Elderly Uncle ( who loves railways) sorted for Christmas as got a Michael (Choo Choo) Portillo book off eBay. ticked

Super Mum has two pairs of shoes and a fire stick. ticked

just the kids to sort.

Work colleague has just suggested I do a work blog, don’t think that will fly, Marketingist lady at work thinks I’m to avant-garde (my word not hers, but it is such a nice word, so will use anyway and pretend she said it), to do it.

Moving on just got a top Zoom tip from Emma Freud via Emily Maitlis! On zoom, if you go down to the bottom left of the screen, there is button called "start/stop video". Click the little arrow and a window pops up with a load of options. One of the options is "touch up my appearance". It makes you look better!

Anyway Fish and Chips have just arrived with mushy peas, well that will be one of my 5 day. Got a feeling today may end up a POETS day.

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