Friday January 27th 2012 Tim
I am the proud owner of a
new keyboard. It is black, every key has letters, or numbers, or a
sign of some sort. When tapped, the keys have an old fashioned noise
that I used to like, and I am certain that one day I might like again.
As well, when the desk light is switched on, the new keyboard becomes
very shiny, which means that unless I hold my head at the correct angle
I am blinded. And I am sure I'll get the hang of the delete
button's new location, because it is a button I use a great deal.
These are I guess
distractions from what I had hoped to achieve this morning. And on
reflection it is entirely possible that trying to remember whether it
was a hen that jumped over a lazy brown fox, makes for a more interesting
diversion than that discourse upon 'geographic tongue', spicy food and taste
bud testing techniques that I had planned. The old keyboard will of
course remain a Ladybird sanctuary and when the weather improves I'll take