7 March 2009 - Replying to family history emails
I've had a slow day today trying to
reply to a back log of family history emails. If
only people would let me know which page in my website
they are talking about, it would save me such a lot of
time and enable me to reply to more emails. Most
days I receive at least 10 family history type emails
and more at weekends. I'm afraid as much as I
would like, I just can't get to them all, sorry.
It's not that I'm not interested, I just lack time.
Family history is not my only hobby.
6 March 2009 - Don't judge a book by it's cover
A few Christmases back "Grumpy Old
Men" was aired on TV for the first time and I thought it
was the best thing on TV. It was followed a year
of so later by "Grumpy Old Women" to which my other half
said I was much grumpier than them, and I was mighty
chuffed at that, even though he thought he was insulting
Anyways, in the grumpy vain, this
little rant is aimed at MEN. In particular
salesmen in camera shops, and especially the one in the
Eastbourne branch of Jessops - you lost an £800 sale!!
I'm sure he assumed that just because I'm a middle aged
female, I couldn't possibly know anything about cameras
and so dismissed me. I was really cross that he
was so unfriendly and unhelpful and by the time I got
home I was absolutely furious. I emailed Jessops
via their on-line store and a very nice chap phoned me
back and sold me a Nikon D90, matching the price at
Amazon. My faith in men was restored.
What the assistant in the Eastbourne
shop failed to spot was that I was a serious buyer with
money in my pocket. And as any D-SLR owner knows,
you don't normally just buy a camera and a lens, there
are lots of other expensive add ons, which I wont be
buying from the Eastbourne store, although I will buy
them from Jessops on-line.
It's not all male shop assistants I
have a downer on, just those who think I'm some dim
witted female. Heaven help the next one who
assumes I'm a dinosaur and know nothing about
As they say, DON'T JUDGE A BOOK BY
(Shortly after I writing this, my mum
phoned to tell me that my Uncle Jack had died that