Luckily after last week being a frustrating one. This week has been somewhat better. It didn’t seem to start well on Saturday when I spent a lot of time on the phone to my mobile provider trying to sort out my ‘no service’ problem. Last time they admitted it was all their fault and gave me a month free and this time they seemed to think they were doing work in my area that could be causing the problem too. However, they believed that my phone was going to be a problem and suggested I buy a new one. Now I’d love a new phone, but I have a SIM only deal and I didn’t want the expense if I didn’t need to. I started researching replacements and then it occurred to me that there were a couple of things I could try instead. I tried one and my phone reconnected instantly. Phew! I’m glad I saved the money, but not best impressed that my efforts were better than the so-called experts.
It was a fairly standard week after that. I went for a walk in the countryside with my friend. We did a walk that we both like which takes us past a beautiful medieval church. The last couple of times we have done this, the church has been open and we have popped in for a quick visit. It’s a tiny little church and it was the chapel associated with a pilgrimage site, as St.Kenelm is supposed to have died nearby. In the middle ages it was part of a bustling village set up to serve the pilgrimage market, but now there is just the church, one house and a lot of bumps in the field where buildings used to be. It’s so peaceful and quiet there that it’s a real treat to sit there for a while, whatever your religious beliefs or lack of them.
About a year ago I won a competition to have a black and white photo colourized. It all proved to be a bit of a faff and I had to go back to the shop several times, but in the end it was worth it as I had this picture colourized. It’s of my great-aunt Doris who was quite a glamorous elegant woman, who went on a lot of foreign trips in the fifties and sixties. I can remember visiting her when I was small as she had a house that backed onto a golf course and a train line and it always felt like it was in the country (although it was actually Sutton Coldfield), but she died when I was about four. I had to guess what colours the items were like her clothes and whoever does this at the photo shop guessed the rest. So I’ve no idea if it was right or not, but I think it looks good. Anyway the reason I am showing you this picture today is that I put it in a safe place when I brought it home, so safe that I couldn’t find it when I wanted to show it to my brother. I found it last week on the mantelpiece in a CD case. I think this was the problem because I’d been looking for an envelope. I just need to find a nice frame for the print I have of it now.
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