Steve Hooker's Radio: kids, war, blogs, gadgets: A Welsh man in the wrong country, going home
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Maybe I'm getting quicker. Last week it was an hour and ¾. Today, it was down to an hour.
To be fair, the two classes I had today were far brighter, and much quicker off the mark. One woman was always two steps ahead of me. I was particularly impressed by one instance if this, as she had to log into her site under a made up email adress then add herself using the Editor's only: Admin, then log out, and log back in as her real self.
While others were figuring what fields to fill in, and what level of editorial roles to select, she had done the lot. Smart.
So I'd have finished an hour early. But, I wanted to teach them the world according to my version of Manila's RSS aggregator and this, news items, and express blogging via bookmarklets and/or the aggregator took up the other hour.
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Anytime I go, I have to present it, they stamp it, and after x many stamps Bradley gets a present. They'll even send him a birthday card, at least that's what I'm lead to believe why they wanted me to add his birthday to the forms I had to fill in just to push this around Telford Shopping Centre. I guess the company's country wide.
Wasn't like this in Esme's day. New flanged consumerism!
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On the way we pass the Co-Op. Otherwise known as the centre of Dawley village life.
They've had posters up for a couple of years now, and everytime we pass we each take a giant apple, and pretend to scoff it making pretend scoffing noises.
Of course giant apples give us giant bellies, but at least they keep the giant doctor away.
We stoped in to the sweet shop on the way back home.
The old lady behind the counter asked Esme how her baby doll was, if she slept well, if she looked after it. Old ladies do this a lot, and Esme loves old ladies for it.
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