How Time Flies

I hope that somewhere in the universe somebody is reading my blogs.

Why do I want them read?

I want you to read them all starting at the beginning of the story. If you do this you will come across a name of Orhan Hataysal.

Orhan was my mentor and friend in Ankara, Turkey from 1949-1952 when he assisted me in my work. We became friends for life. Unfortunately his life may have been taken.

In my blogs I have made reference to this. So please read and tell your friends to read. Maybe we can solve a problem.

I have avoided putting my email address on this blog because the last time I did something like that I was bombarded with SPAM. I don't want that to happen again. I can be reached at saundershugh@yahoo.co.uk if you really want to comment or if you have information of use.


The reason that I have not posted a blog for a few days is because I have been away. Some excuse, but yes, I didn't want to be using somebody elses computer. I did notice however that one of my Grandchildren did put my URL into 'Favourites'. Maybe she'll get time to have a look at it too. I hope so.

I went up to Lincolnshire to visit a theatre in Newark. Newark is a town in the Midlands. I was very glad that I went because I saw a wonderful performance of dance.

You can have your 'Britain has talent' stuff, but I'd rather see something like what I saw up there. It was a production and very professional too, put on by a Dance and Theatre company that has its home in Sleaford. It was well worth the travel there and back just to see that. Of course I did more than just visit a theatre. I visited my daughter's family.

That's it for now, I have some real work to do.

Bye for now.

Hi,

I'm now more than ever convinced that people who manage to blog every day have really nothing better to do.

I have forced myself every time that I have written a blog to find the necessary time.

I am not a two finger typist and can type at about 120 WPM on a good keyboard.

You have probably guessed that if you have read my other blogs because being a typing instructor I used to demonstrate how quickly my students should be able to touch type at the end of my courses.

In most cases they reached speeds of about 66 WPM. Quite a strange figure. I have never been able to understand why. I can only imagine that a kind of barrier comes up at that speed and the person has to practice a lot more before passing that barrier. Does anybody out there know the answer?

So where have I been?

Let's say I have been away and I am going away again.

This weekend I am going to a reunion of the guys who I served in the army with in 1944-1947. After date we mostly went our own respective ways. For example I went to Egypt and thence to Turkey after that back in the UK and again to Germany before I decided that the army was no longer for me.

I left the army and started a career of doing all kinds of things related to electronics. For example I went to Aden (in the Yemen) as a radio technician. I worked at IBM as a designer and after that with UNIVAC, still in computers as a FS Engineer and instructor.

Then Foreign lands called me and I went off to SE Asia. Want to know more? Then ask.

Bye for now.

If I really have time on my hands I'll blog again.

It looks very much as if it will be impossible for at least a few days. I have a few people asking for advice on their computers and that needs my attention, plus I am going away for a few days.

I can tell you it was cold

I keep waffling about the use of Blogs because it seems to me that typically they are put by people who are inviting people to view their diary.
I didn't want to do that when I wrote my first Blog. I wanted to draw attention to a problem. I guess that problem will never be solved by my putting a Blog.
I have also produced a Website where I have put my case. I still have not heard a thing. So today I'm simply going to blog like all the others.

Yes I've been away for a week. My son had to go overseas and couldn't deliver one of his children to school. Let me explain. He has just moved home and one of his children has been accepted in a school near to where he lives, whereas the other has still to attend the old school which just happens to be many miles away.

So this is where I came in. I volunteered to go and stay with my daughter - in - law and make myself available to take and collect one of the children from school while she did the works with the other child.

I enjoyed it so much, but it was so cold. So cold that I had to borrow clothing from my son so that I didn't freeze to death.

My task has finished. There, I've made an entry into a blog that is very much like the stuff that other people make. Anybody at home?

P.S. I've even used the Spellchecker today.

What a day it is today.

I have come to my computer to add a blog for today and my mind is a complete blank.

Anything unusual about that? Yes! Definitely. My mind races most of the time and I have so much to do and so much done in my life to recall. It can't possibly be blank....

I have no real interest in telling you that today I am having a new garden fence put up. Along with a neighbour we decided to have all our adjoining fences replaced. We had a friend who 'knew somebody' so we let him give us a quote. Yes, the quote came and it was accepted but nothing seemed to be happening. My neighbour obviously got a bit fed up waiting and sought another quote, accepted it and had the work start.

I was a bit surprised when I didn't recognise the chap putting up the fences and when I told him what I thought would be nice he seemed surprised. It was then that I was informed that he wasn't the original bloke who had been employed. He also told me that he didn't have any instructions to do my fences, but, he said, he would give me a quote if I wanted.

I was in a good position to watch him work and I am impressed. He is a pro. So I approached him and asked him for a quote. My own son wanted to do it for me as he is on 'Gardening Leave' but I recognise that an Electrical Engineer with a good degree probably isn't as good at putting up fences as a good old fashioned pro Fence Erector. So my son won't have to worry, nor will we.

If anybody reading this has a vacancy for an Electrical engineer turned Sales Manager, let me know and I will tell my son.

That is the sort of stuff that I see in other peoples blogs. Not for me. Pah!

Am I in the wrong camp? Is this what I should be writing?

I discussed this with a friend yesterday, complaining about the mundane trash that some people write and he replied that they are 'real writers'. Real writers? I have to tell you that he is a person who wants to be recognised as a writer. Sure; he writes short stories and that entitles him to support blog writers - Heck!

Bye for today. Any comments, please post them.

My Eightieth Birthday. Some of my family.

In deference to my son who told me that I have to add to my blog, here is the latest photo taken on my 80th birthday. It is very similar to the one taken on my wife's birthday a few months ago.

There are four of my Grand children missing. I'll explain. The party (for my birthday) was on a Saturday and held in a restaurant in Caversham. The above photograph was taken on Sunday, just before everybody (except those from Spain) went to their own homes spread over England. One boy lives in London and had to do things in London on Sunday morning. One boy lives in Winchester and had to get back to Winchester to work. Another Girl from Southampton didn't realise that the party was gong to last two days and went home on Saturday night. Another young lady actually stayed away in Spain where she is an artist and had lots of engagements. You think I got the count wrong? No. One of the young ladies in the photo is my Daughter - in - law.

I wonder if my family will look at this blog. They are probably too busy..

I had my Eightiest birthday last week. The photo shows some of the children who came to my wife's birthday party a couple of months ago. To put you into the picture I have only twelve Grandchildren. That is 9 Grand daughters and 3 Grand sons. Not bad, you might say. Well we do have 5 children; Three girls and two boys.

My youngest son said to me "Dad, you're supposed to add to you blog." That is interesting because I have a friend who goes out walking every day and takes photographs and adds them to her blog. Where she finds the time, I cannot imagine. It takes me almost all day to get around to going out for a walk, let alone carrying a camera - and then afterwards, back to the computer to get the stuff onto the blog.

I will try to add to my blog from time to time, but don't expect a daily epistle, as you certainly won't get it.

Another thought. I actually do follow a couple of bloggers. I have a suspicion that some people do spend all day on the computer. Poor souls. There is a lot more in life than sitting at a computer.

That's it. I'm tired out after that... Must climb back into bed.... Joking

Where are you now?

I'm having a problem again. I wanted to post two photos, but after each post my machine goes off-line which makes working on this blog very time consuming. I guess I'll continue with this photograph, publish the post and then open it again and edit it. By doing that I can continue.

I mentioned that we used to borrow the Chevvie and sometimes go out exploring at weekends. This a photo taken on one of those trips. I'm closing the blog now. I'll edit it and upload a photo.

Great!

That worked. Once again the photo has appeared at the top of the Blog. Never mind. At least it has appeared.

The top photo shows the Chevvie that we used (to use) to go on our trips. It not only was our means of transport but also our living accomodation. Can you spot a pair of socks hanging there?

The feet that they belong to are in the windscreen on the right.

It used to get very cold at night so the guy in the background kept his socks on. Very observant! You have all recognised that it must be about midday because the sun is shining almost from directly above. Well we didn't succeed in taking many photographs in the dark at night. That's it.

Thank you all for following my blog. I hope you enjoyed sharing that adventure with me.

I wish I had more photographs to include, but I have to admit that one of my sons has nicked them from my albums and accuses one of my daughters of taking them from him. Makes me wish that I had converted all my hard copy photos to digital CDs. I started but found that far too time consuming. At least if they end up in a shoe box somebody may find them interesting. If they are on a CD who would bother to open the CD to see what was there?

I'm not angry. Many of those photographs appeared in a Collage that hung on the walls of the village hall during our Silver Wedding party. As that was over 25 years ago, I don't imagine I have much hope of getting them back into my albums. I know exactly where to put them if I do.

Bye for now..