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27 June 2004   

 

I need a more contemporaneous method of blogging. A good camera, with a good keyboard and inbuilt connection to my mobile internet network. Sure, then I'd need a Photoshop-like red eye fixer, crop, adjust balance and so on, spell checker, search past entries... Lot's of nick nack functions.

But a nice camera, good keyboard, Radio Userland, Photoshop, and a browser with a decent screen, and I'd ditch my PC.

I need something that I can snatch 10 minutes with a pint of best, to blog up some pix of the kids as they climb slides, and balance on obstacle courses. Current mobile phones with cameras, are max'd at 1 megapixels. Don't know yet, about the quality of video, but, surely that would be a shortcut or a do-a-way-with for a qwerty keyboard? Thus, I could video comments rather than write them up, add in a txt msg/description 4 the video, and open a window (in Radio on the home PC) containing an outline of all such txt msgs at home for me to touch up later.

Sounds about right? Anybody think of another way to blog kids when one's out and about?


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Cinema, school fair, pub food

sucking sweets in the cinema

Sucking sweets at the cinema. We had so many left, that they lasted me the week. (I hid them from the kids when we got home.)

trouble in the cinema

If that were a bottle of beer... The seats are so big for Bradley. He dropped his bottle of juice, and it rolled all the way to the front.

Last Saturday: Harry Potter and the prisoner of Azkabar. What do you do on a wet Saturday afternoon? Nothing else at the cinema that I could have considered the correct age for them, so we watch, what Amanda would later say, "it'll give them nightmares."

This weekend, after swimming, we go to Bradley's nursery for a fair. We won on the raffle too. Some character chalks for Brad, and a pencil set for Esme. They wouldn't go into the fire engine, but that's quite usual.

Played around the tree, and when some other kids came and made more noise, Bradley wanted to go home, so did Esme, though I think she wanted to play with her crayons.

We also went to a pub for Dinner Friday evening. Lovely food. And I never say that, like ever! I had medium rare steak in a red wine sauce, with a dollop of pate on top, and mushrooms. The current landlord has only been there three weeks, so was very pleased with my comments, and that Manda took Es and Brad with Alex and Francis along again today.

fire engine and raffel prizes

more kids arrive at tree

wild animals arounfd tree

not always happy

They only reason they look so unhappy is that we have to go. They want to stay. There's a slide, swings and an obstacle course at this pub on Long Lane near Wrockwardine.

wrockwardine

Nothing much out at Long Lane...

 


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Some drawings and an old picture

Just some catching up. Finally have my scanner working nicely, so iI an get some more pictures, and drawings into this blog.
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My father's day card from Bradley

brad lonf time ago

esme drawing

Esme's drawing of Cinderella

 


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