I’m having withdrawal symptoms. I don’t get agendas through the letterbox any more. I don’t really know who is on what committee. There is sod-all about it in the papers, apart from caped photo-ops. The website is moribund. The discussion list was killed off. The new notice board is bereft. I don’t know what they are plotting. No newsletters for a while now.
Is nobody interested? Probably not. As someone said to me recently- “is so & so on the Town council, or the proper one?”.
I’ve been spending a bit of time in Second Life getting used to the controls and tweaking my Avatar for the Blogpower Awards. Tom Paine has been very helpful to a number of us, showing us around and tolerating our newbie incompetence.
This afternoon, we went on a virtual Gondola ride round Venice and crashed a Mercedes. He mentioned a while back that he has a Tardis in his garden- he certainly does. You have to be a Time Lord to fly it though! He also showed us his party piece- arriving in an additional Tardis (or two). No sign of the Chipster yet. I’ll make a deal- I’ll grow a rug for the awards- if he wears a Tuxedo.
The NED show came to David’s school last week and now the whole place is Yo-Yo crazy.
There is a serious message behind it:
There were three types of Yo-yos available- a £5 standard one, a £7 Boomerang (it winds itself back up) and a £10 de-luxe with ball bearings. DVDs and accessories were also available, at what looked like $1 = £1. David asked for a Boomerang one which involved a pocket money advance.
