Entries from March 2005 ↓

Saw this amusing thing on the way to work – a huge dump truck tied by a piece of string to a barrier. As Rove says, “What the … ??”

I’m sick of not being able to get photos off the camera at work so at the weekend purchased a 7 in 1 USB card reader. Gotta love computers these days where you just poke the USB connection into the slot on the front of your PC, it whirrs and crackles a bit then hey presto – the reader is online! (Now, work PCs are actually locked down with no local admin, and it’s only due to the USB slot being made live for me a while ago, temporarily, then forgotten, that I’ve been able to do this at all). And it’s fast! You’d not even know you were not running directly off the hard drive. So for now it takes my CompactFlash (R) card, but also memory sticks, multimedia cards, digital cards and other stuff I might use some day. Might even be able to expense back the reader because I’m sure the card from the work camera fits into it … now wouldn’t that be useful and handy to have in our group …

My mother is attending night classes to brush up on her school-girl French, so in a show of support using French I’ve picked up from 3rd form French (taught distractedly by the Irish Guidance Counsellor) and road signs, menus and guidebooks on trips to France, I thought I would greet her on the phone last night in French. I had to leave a message (God how times have changed when parents are always out on school nights!) so I spluttered “Bonjour. Ce mois une fille” … the rest of the message was in English … upon hanging up I wondered had I perhaps said (albeit badly and grammatically incorrect) “Hello. It’s me a horse.” All hung on the translation of ‘fille’ which I’m pleased to report this morning after investigation, is in fact ‘daughter’.