Classic editor gone again

Posted on March 18, 2020 Posted in UncategorizedTagged Blogging, classic editor?, Life, Memory, Thinking, Time, Trying to understand, Writing2 Comments

Yes, it’s gone again. I’ve deleted several posts and photos in my media file. I’m running at 74% full. Like toilet paper, when something goes missing, it can leave you in a sticky situation.

Anyway I need to go shopping. The fridge and freezer are empty. I’ve tried not to go because I’m not really supposed to go out. But I have to collect tablets and try and do a weekly shop.

I don’t know why I’m fussing over this. Lately I’ve found WordPress is a bit glitchy. Failed to save draft is another message I get. I wonder if there is a simple guide to WordPress? A sort of encyclopedia to give you information…

Hey Ho!

I can’t use classic editor?

Posted on March 16, 2020 Posted in UncategorizedTagged classic editor?, Confused, Life, Memory, Time, What's happening?8 Comments

For some reason my phone won’t load the classic editor page. I’m not sure what’s wrong. I’ve deleted a lot of photos in case it’s a memory problem. I’m going to try and post this as a local post and hope it publishes to my blog. I’m not really happy doing it this way because I struggle to get into categories and tags…. So I don’t have ‘clues’ to let people know what I’m writing about. Plus I’m not sure I will be able to post an image?

I would appreciate some help and advice please. I’m slightly lost!

Memory of Stephen Hawking

Posted on March 16, 2020March 16, 2020 Posted in UncategorizedTagged Bad rhyme, Digital art, Digital drawing, In memory, Life, Poem, Poetry, Portrait, Remembering, Sketch, TimeLeave a comment

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Is it two years since he died?

The world has turned,

and moved on in space,

his time line has ended,

gone away from this place.

Professor of physics,

thinker of time,

despite limitations,

he was free in his mind.

Living with illness,

he did more with his thoughts,

gave us new insights

into the Universe.

Looked at Blackholes,

from inside and out,

and Big Bang theory,

he knew such a lot.

Famous for explaining,

in book and in words,

the working of the universe,

in ‘A brief History of Time’.

Apologies for this poem, it is not well written or rhymed, but the image popped up on my memories page, and I was surprised at how much time had passed. I wonder what he would make of the world now?

How did we get here?

Posted on March 12, 2020 Posted in UncategorizedTagged Disease, Environment, Illness, Internet, Life, Pandemic, Time, Virus, World2 Comments

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A few weeks ago no one had heard of Corona Virus. Now the world is panicking. From an illness that started in the East, it has spread across the world. At one stage we were told it was less harmful than seasonal flu. Now people are self isolating. The problem is that there is no immunity in the population to it. It’s new, so humans haven’t had the chance to get used to it. Vaccines will be created, but that takes time. They have to be tested before they can be used safely. Now governments are setting limits to how many people can meet, shutting down sports events, and stocks and shares are dropping in value. Its as if the world has gone mad. We’ve watched too many zombie movies and people are trying to make sense of what’s going on. Hopefully things will improve soon.

Tree spirits

Posted on March 9, 2020 Posted in UncategorizedTagged Acrylic on canvas, Art, Colours, Design, Facebook, Memories, Painting, Surreal, Time, Tree, Tree spiritsLeave a comment

Four years ago. Tree spirit painting.

This is an idea I have painted a few times. I’m convinced that we need to do more to encourage tree planting. I guess I’m a bit of a tree hugger on the quiet!

I’ve painted trees with faces in them from spring, to autumn and winter. I’ve not done a summer one so far.

This went to a friend who really loves it. There are three faces in the painting as you can see. I did have a picture of it from the front but can’t find it. This came up on my Facebook page ( a useful way of recording my art). I was really pleased with the bright colours in this. I wanted it to look like a glowing sunset. The faces are mysterious and stare out at each other. I think it’s slightly surreal. I admire the movement but it probably needs more of a twist to it to actually be classed as surreal art.

Writing in the ad breaks

Posted on March 7, 2020 Posted in UncategorizedTagged Advertising, Blogging, Cat, Films, Fun, Life, Relaxing, Time, TV, WordPress, WritingLeave a comment

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I want to write tonight but there are a couple of really good films on, so I’m writing during the advertisement breaks. The films are on a channel where the ads get longer and more frequent as the film goes on. It becomes increasingly irritating because just when you get to an interesting bit… It breaks….. Grr.

Actually I’m missing the film now because I’m writing, but that doesn’t matter. I’ve found putting words down in a blog enthralls me. It might not be a great blog, but it helps me sort things out mentally. The cat is sleeping next to me. Twitching as he dreams. It’s nice to just relax….

Trash

Posted on March 3, 2020 Posted in UncategorizedTagged deleted, Edit, Humour, Inbox, Junk, Life, Memories, Outbox, Thinking, Time, Trash, WordPressLeave a comment

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Oops!

I use my email a lot and with WordPress I get a lot of emails about people I’m following..

I forgot that I needed to empty my trash bin (how do you forget that?). I wondered why my phone memory was getting full. When I went into trash there were 6753 emails in there! I only thought of taking a screenshot after I’d started deleting.

It took about ten minutes to delete them all. Now I need to look at my other folders, I’ve kept some emails from years ago. As reminders of old friends, and so I can try and contact them again. Life is interesting but I must edit them!

Leap Year

Posted on February 27, 2020 Posted in UncategorizedTagged 365 days, 366 days, Calendar, February, Leap seconds, Leap years, Life, Thinking, TimeLeave a comment

It’s a leap yer this yer, 2020. That means February gets an extra day. As it says in the rhyme “30 days hath September, April, June and November. All the rest have 31, except February alone which has 28, but 29 each leap year…”.

So why the extra day? Because the year is actually about 365.25 days. So if you didn’t add the extra day on every four years the year would drift and that would throw the calendar out. So in a few years new years day, for instance would be earlier and earlier.

It’s for the same reasons that we have lea seconds added every few years, that makes our time more accurate. The fact that our year isn’t exact effects things like GPS, so it has to be adjusted. When we had old fashioned clocks it wasn’t so important, but even a few centuries ago it was recognised that the year had drifted and the calendar was changed. People actually complained about it. I don’t remember exactly, but I think they had lost a few days of their lives.

I feel sorry for people born on the 29th of February, they only get to celebrate their birthday every four years.

Tiny paintings

Posted on February 16, 2020 Posted in UncategorizedTagged Art, Colour, Life, Memory, Painting, Poem, Poetry, Thinking, Thought, TimeLeave a comment

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This is a couple of years old and about two inches by one inch. I’m thinking of doing a few more of these for a craft fair, and to cheer myself up! I have a small commission to do and I can’t drag myself out of my current low mood. In any case I’m OK really, just need to get myself sorted out. Painting helps me feel better, calmer, or excited and happy.

Paint ain’t a bad thing

gets your mind working.

Paint is a pleasure

and a little bit frightening.

Creating your ideas,

putting them down

on paper and canvas.

Drawing out my mind

with colour and texture.

Life can suck,

but paint can pull you back,

giving a solution and reason to be.

Where have you been?

Posted on February 16, 2020February 16, 2020 Posted in UncategorizedTagged Exploring, Ghost story, Horror, Life, Mystery, Pottery, Short story, Spode, Time, Very short story, WarehouseLeave a comment

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Through the door into the dark shadows, light shining through dusty windows, shafts of sunlight with dust motes dancing through the beams. We were exploring, looking at the racks of plaster molds, stacked high on racks, above head height. Hundreds of them, all shapes and sizes. For slip casting pottery.

In the back of the store room something stirred. A figure unfolding, grey with dust. Semi transparent, like a ghost? We saw it as it lurched to its feet and grasped at the racks of saggars. It spoke. ‘you don’t belong here’ it shouted ‘get out’, and we did! We turned tail and ran, through the door, through the yard and away. We won’t be going back there again!

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Tag: Time