pitmans girl

i spent two years of extra lessons at school learning to type. i was the only one that got the certificates in elementary,intermediate, and wait for it advanced. so i know where the letters are on a keyboard, simple. i place my fingers on the middle row of keys and whizz off whatever is in my mind.

i learnt on a big old olympia typewriter. all us girls would sit in a room clacking away at the keys. never ripping the paper from the barrel, oh no, the teacher would screech at us, 'no girls'. her name was miss wise, (mmm) my mum had her numerous years before. although she was strict and stubborn, she helped me no end.

i dont think i would be able to do half what i do on the computer if i had to press the keys with two fingers because my neck would hurt. so thank you miss wise. i always wondered why i was learning to type. years later i would find out, being bored and in bed most of the time with a condition that doesnt allow you to do much, communicating on line is a good distraction from boredom.


so to my disbelief, of late im finding due to this foggy/woolly/dumb(?) brain by the time ive formed the words in my head, they travel down my arms, to my finger tips and jiggle around on the keyboard im pressing the wrong keys. theres nothing more frustrating then typing a sentence in imcomprehensiable words. how long will i have to keep pressing the delete button? i made posting easy on myself by not using captials, etc so i wouldnt have to keep moving my hands to the left of the board. now this? what am i to do.

take five things.....

a few posts back i clicked some of my favourite things in life. (i missed out alot thinking about it, so i may blog some more of my favourties). coffeecup, suggested i put the challege out there.

so if any of you bloggers out there would like to post five (or more) of your favourite everyday things (i would love pictures) please do.

the above is one of my fav things. she has stayed for nearly three weeks now. to cut a short story long, shes staying!!! so no puppy just adorable, funny looking, curious rosebud. hope she likes us.

vit b12

ive had my second injection. i cant see at present them doing much good. however i hold out hope. another eight weeks, then once a month (i think) for a year. the nurse was pleasant and easy going. not much pain.


ive managed to taking moving pictures on my camera, yeah! just trying to transfer them from camera to laptop. having some difficulty. any tips for woolly headed me would be welcome.

robin

taken a couple of days ago. i saw this robin perched up a tree singing his/her heart out. i wish i was more able to use my camera, i would of taken some moving pictures for all to hear. something for me to learn to do.

finished scarf

the pattern that i took my scarf from. a while back i wanted a scarf with holes in. i couldnt find an appropriate pattern so i searched through my mums needlework box. the pattern below my mum knitted my doll when i was so young. i remember i couldnt wait for her to finish. pale lemon, with silky white, yellow ribbons i treasured the clothes for a good few years. i began adapting, starting with the back of the jacket, i followed the rows carefully and still made mistakes.
this is the lemon/lime alpaca scarf i was able to finish yesterday. it took me a while due to the pains in my neck and shoulders, but i managed. a kind lady at mh is going to show me how to block it, something that ive never done before. apparently instead of the knitting curling up, it stays flat. i would recommend knitting for anxious people, especially patterns because your so immersed you forget about things. im off to start another similiar pattern now although this time its going to be a cowl.

a few of my favourite things.......

a snail, bought when i was a tiny person by my nan. my sister has a green snail, my brother had a green pig, being a tiny klutz i picked the snail up by its ear, (its sticky up thingy) and snapped the china. the past 23 years its been living in the conservatory, however over christmas some underfloor heating went down, a clear out began. i washed the little money box, its new home is upon a bookcase in my room.
looking like a coffin dodger most of the time, i asked for some of the above as a christmas present. i know that its been raved about. i dont look so much like i should be buried now, it sure does a good job of the dark under eye circles. i may try a cheaper version when i have to pay.
you all by now know im a cath kidston fan (addict) i would look like a walking advertisment for her if i didnt leash myself in now and then. a pretty little purse, i love the print.
another cath k. i fell in love with my school satchel exactly like the one above but seventies brown. until a spider decided to live in it, in a typical me fashion i couldnt use it again. i craved a satchel for as long as i can remember, and when the one above appeared i decided to purchase it. although on the small side i fit in all my junk, and its easily accessable.

left-handedness

what i dislike most about being left-handed? every school day i would walk home with ink covering my hands. in drama i would sit on a chair with a right handed flap. grrrr. rulers were the wrong way round, so were exercise books. no wonder i would get confused.

i remember when i was around five, a teacher came into class and pulled me up to the blackboard she held a piece of chalk in her hand and asked me to take the chalk in my writing hand. i got confused because i wrote with my hand surely thats the answer. i had to think about it for a while then grabbed the chalk with my left hand. she looked at my teacher with a mmmmm knowing look then left the class. i felt like a rare species.

i began to adapt, scissors, i used with my right hand, golf lessons right handed. driving a left hand car is a dream. i wonder if this has made me confused, being a lefty in a righty world?

having tests completed recently the docs always ask which hand do i write with, and in all my reports/summaries there it is staring out at me, left-handed women.


90 per cent of the population are righties. the other 10 per cent has to make do.

never mind eh!