Due in Oxford today for E. Supposed to be there for ten, but fart about and don't roll up until quarter to eleven. Pretty poor performance really. E is nearly fifty, though doesn't look it. She's taken five tests already and has another booked on Friday. she isn't bad at all and with a bit of luck could make it we'll see. A trek afterwards from Oxford to Amersham for T, who is late. I am tired so I put my foot down and say I have to be finished by 6. He doesn't seem unduly concerned. He is quite a capable driver, but still keeps doing ridiculous things from time to time. I certainly wouldn't put money on him in a test. He is unfailingly polite, and a pleasant young fellow though, and I hope he can pull it together.
Decided to get down to finishing off the vids to dvd project and was alarmed to see the camera has had some kind of epeleptic fit. It now produces strange skewed pictures. Remember what the Flinstones got avery time they switched on their telly? Something like that. So now I have a problem, again!! I have about ten tapes left to transfer and no means to do it with. Such a shame. That was the semi pro camera that Sony gave me when my original conked out. A nice piece of kit.
The usual Monda routine of beer and curry kicked in. Back to the CC this time. Missed the bombay duck desperately, but the grub so much better.
You can't always get what you want......
Followed the Monday ritual of beer and curry
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