Regular readers of this
drivel may recall that a year ago I got some walking shoes from
Cotton Traders that lasted a few weeks before splitting. I was sent
replacements and those too split. This morning's haul of emails
brought one from Cotton Traders trying to sell me another pair of
those very same shoes. Despite having been shown that the things are
rubbish, they are still selling them.
I
also received notification that last year's surgery had been
unnecessary. Apparently nasal polyps can be
cured by yoga
provided one does not "do
encroachment of power."
Personally I'll stick with tried and tested medical science.
I then put two collars
onto my dog and we went for a walk. One was his usual collar; the
other had the webcam attached. Bearing in mind the fun we usually
have on our walks, today's was incredibly dull. We didn't meet
OrangeHead or any of the usual suspects. Buses, lorries and
motorbikes passed by without provoking any reaction at all from
"Furry Face TM". He pretty much
blanked all other dogs. It was as if he knew we were recording and so
had become incredibly shy.
There was however a minor
(major) problem when we got to Singleton Lake. I lined up an
action shot in which my dog would run to me coming down a slope. We
were about to go for the first take when I realised a slight problem.
The webcam wasn't on his collar any more. Despite having been
securely attached it had fallen off somewhere. We went back along the
route we'd taken; finally finding the thing laying on the pavement by
the traffic lights about a quarter of a mile away. I was pleased to
have found the camera. Whilst it was only twenty quid; I still
hesitate to put the words "only" and "twenty
quid" together.
I re-attached the camera
firmly (as I had originally) but this time kept a closer eye
on the thing. It managed to fall off again on our way home. If we are
going to to this again I need to re-consider how camera will be
attached to dog.
Once home I emptied the
web cam and set Windows movie-maker to compile the videos into one
blockbuster epic, I settled my dog in his bed and I popped into town
whilst the computer worked wonders. Last week the CEX shop had six
copies of Downton Abbey on DVD. Today they had one. Or that is they
claimed to have one. When I tried to buy it they told me they could
do season one or season five, but not the one I wanted. And to add
insult to injury the milk shake shop was closed as well.
Mind you I managed to get
a camera case from the pound shop (and a rawhide chew for "Furry
Face TM") so my trip into town
wasn't entirely wasted.
I came home and found
Windows movie-maker had done its thing, so I uploaded the epic to
You-Tube for the delectation and general benefit of humanity. The
blockbuster took two and a half hours to upload, and then a further
hour's post-production processing by You-Tube itself before it was
ready for an expectant public.
You can see the video by
clicking here. But I feel I should warn my loyal readers that you
might be disappointed. I certainly was, and I feature in it (if
you look hard enough). From an artistic point of view the video
lacks a plot, and from a technical point of view, when the camera
isn't focussed on the ground it dwells too much on the underside of
my dog's chin.
I need to rig up a
different way of mounting the camera.
I spent much of the
afternoon in front of the telly. I've become quite keen in the
ITV-Encore channel in the afternoon it kicks off with "Brideshead
Revisted", then Anton Rogers stars as a TV vet in "Noah's
Ark" and it ends up with "Upstairs Downstairs".
It's a shame the whole lot is padded out with over an hour's worth of
adverts, but such is television.
And with "er
indoors TM" off bowling as she does every
Monday I set about some geo-puzzles. There is a series of the things
near Brighton. Supposedly made for children to solve easily, I've
managed to figure out twenty five of the total number of thirty.
Five still elude me
though....
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