Hurrah! I'm back
So, after 7 days, and what seems like 77 hours on the phone to some lovely (I mean it - they were) Indian call centre agents I am back up and running.
So the story is something like this.
There was a fault with my BT line
The BT line was reset/fixed/sorted
My connection still didn't work with my Netgear kit
I found an old modem in the loft - hard wired into my laptop
Installed a load of modem drivers for this old modem
Got onto the internet.
Proof - line definitely fixed.
Netgear wireless router still didn't work
Different Indian call centre
Another nice man
Because the BT line was fixed and reinstalled, and therefore 'updated' my Netgear equipment was out of date - apparantly - and so didn't work.
Needed to download some 'firmware' onto the router
Reconnect old router
Download software from web
Load it onto router - first unzipping it
Reset router - combo of buttons and pencil in hidden black hole.
Try to remember the settings on router prior to reset!
Quick prayer
And here I am.
Easy
So, after 7 days, and what seems like 77 hours on the phone to some lovely (I mean it - they were) Indian call centre agents I am back up and running.
So the story is something like this.
There was a fault with my BT line
The BT line was reset/fixed/sorted
My connection still didn't work with my Netgear kit
I found an old modem in the loft - hard wired into my laptop
Installed a load of modem drivers for this old modem
Got onto the internet.
Proof - line definitely fixed.
Netgear wireless router still didn't work
Different Indian call centre
Another nice man
Because the BT line was fixed and reinstalled, and therefore 'updated' my Netgear equipment was out of date - apparantly - and so didn't work.
Needed to download some 'firmware' onto the router
Reconnect old router
Download software from web
Load it onto router - first unzipping it
Reset router - combo of buttons and pencil in hidden black hole.
Try to remember the settings on router prior to reset!
Quick prayer
And here I am.
Easy
British Telecom - Rubbish
All my worst fears are in fact true. BT are not very good.
My BT broadband has been out of action, and is still out of action for another 5 days.
So no more blogging I'm afraid.
Having spent best part of 2 hours on the phone to a 'help' desk, convincing them that I did have my phone line connected, and that my PC was switched on, I persuaded them to check the line. What a surprise, there is a fault on the line! 2 hours well spent! And no doubt I am still paying for my access.
Hey Hoe.
As the old saying goes:
"Before you criticize someone, you should walk a mile in their shoes"
That way, when you criticize them, you're a mile away and you have their shoes.
And my temporary signing off tip :
If you lend someone £20 and never see that person again, it was probably worth it.
So long.......
All my worst fears are in fact true. BT are not very good.
My BT broadband has been out of action, and is still out of action for another 5 days.
So no more blogging I'm afraid.
Having spent best part of 2 hours on the phone to a 'help' desk, convincing them that I did have my phone line connected, and that my PC was switched on, I persuaded them to check the line. What a surprise, there is a fault on the line! 2 hours well spent! And no doubt I am still paying for my access.
Hey Hoe.
As the old saying goes:
"Before you criticize someone, you should walk a mile in their shoes"
That way, when you criticize them, you're a mile away and you have their shoes.
And my temporary signing off tip :
If you lend someone £20 and never see that person again, it was probably worth it.
So long.......
Rocking all over the world
The Blog has been a bit quiet recently
I think it must be all this hot summer weather that's keeping me outside in the glorious late evening sunshine. Not.
So what's on my mind - apart from the lovely suntan:
Well, I'm reading a book about Afghanistan and the Taliban, really interesting.
Are you impressed?
Actually it's a book about a bloke who could be in any country, a bloke who lives, lies, lays, laughs and loves. Not much changes anywhere in the world really.
I'm also thinking about my stomach, and should I go any buy some food.
And I'm thinking about that poor chap in the elephant story.
I bought a new squash racket yesterday - played it last night. It was fantastic. Air guitar on a squash racket to Jimmy Hendrix. Brilliant. I should be on stage. Hopefully I'll get on a squash court again soon.....
The Blog has been a bit quiet recently
I think it must be all this hot summer weather that's keeping me outside in the glorious late evening sunshine. Not.
So what's on my mind - apart from the lovely suntan:
Well, I'm reading a book about Afghanistan and the Taliban, really interesting.
Are you impressed?
Actually it's a book about a bloke who could be in any country, a bloke who lives, lies, lays, laughs and loves. Not much changes anywhere in the world really.
I'm also thinking about my stomach, and should I go any buy some food.
And I'm thinking about that poor chap in the elephant story.
I bought a new squash racket yesterday - played it last night. It was fantastic. Air guitar on a squash racket to Jimmy Hendrix. Brilliant. I should be on stage. Hopefully I'll get on a squash court again soon.....
Stumps
Today I've been thinking
Not very hard
Because I'm quite tired
And when I'm tired
I can't think very hard.
However
If I was the match official
at the Oval
in the cricket match between England
and Pakistan
Then I would have need to think
very hard.
And I'd probably
still wouldn't know the answer.
Probably most of you
like me
don't even know the question.
Today I've been thinking
Not very hard
Because I'm quite tired
And when I'm tired
I can't think very hard.
However
If I was the match official
at the Oval
in the cricket match between England
and Pakistan
Then I would have need to think
very hard.
And I'd probably
still wouldn't know the answer.
Probably most of you
like me
don't even know the question.
Congratulations
To England beating a some Greek amateurs at footy 4-0
To Pete winning Big Brother
To John Prescott's use of language to describe President George
The the UN for brokering a cease fire in Lebanon
To MI5
To school teachers, who do a fab job teaching out future.
But of course most important for all the A level students who've passed their exams
and for working so hard.
and especially Dan who survived 14 years at school
AND achieved 4 A levels A:B:B:C
Good job.
To England beating a some Greek amateurs at footy 4-0
To Pete winning Big Brother
To John Prescott's use of language to describe President George
The the UN for brokering a cease fire in Lebanon
To MI5
To school teachers, who do a fab job teaching out future.
But of course most important for all the A level students who've passed their exams
and for working so hard.
and especially Dan who survived 14 years at school
AND achieved 4 A levels A:B:B:C
Good job.
Never Forget
As this story is about elephants - which I love, students, whom I love, and memories, which I love, with biblical/Daniel overtones, I thought it was worth sharing it with you all.......
During a gap year a young student man was on safari, in Kenya I believe. While he was walking through the bush, he came across a young bull (that's a male!) elephant standing with one leg raised in the air.
The elephant seemed distressed so the lad approached it - very carefully. He got down on one knee and inspected the elephant's foot. There was a large thorn deeply embedded in the bottom of the foot.
As carefully and as gently as he could, he worked the thorn out with his pen knife, after which the elephant gingerly put down its foot. The elephant turned to face the man and with a rather stern look on its face, stared at him. For a good ten minutes the man stood frozen thinking of nothing else but being trampled.
Eventually the elephant trumpeted loudly, turned and walked away.
The man never forgot that elephant or the events of that day long ago.
Twenty years later the man was walking through the zoo with his own son. As they approached the elephant enclosure, one of the creatures turned and walked over to where they were standing at the rail. The large bull elephant stared at him and lifted its front foot off the ground, then put it down. The elephant did that several times, all the while staring at the father. The man couldn't help wondering if this was the same elephant.
After a while it trumpeted loudly; then it continued to stare at him.
The man summoned up his courage, climbed over the railing and made his way into the enclosure. He walked right up to the elephant and stared back in wonder.
Suddenly the elephant trumpeted again, wrapped its trunk around one of the man's legs and swung him wildly back and forth along the railing, severely injuring him.
I'm guessing it probably wasn't the same elephant then!
As this story is about elephants - which I love, students, whom I love, and memories, which I love, with biblical/Daniel overtones, I thought it was worth sharing it with you all.......
During a gap year a young student man was on safari, in Kenya I believe. While he was walking through the bush, he came across a young bull (that's a male!) elephant standing with one leg raised in the air.
The elephant seemed distressed so the lad approached it - very carefully. He got down on one knee and inspected the elephant's foot. There was a large thorn deeply embedded in the bottom of the foot.
As carefully and as gently as he could, he worked the thorn out with his pen knife, after which the elephant gingerly put down its foot. The elephant turned to face the man and with a rather stern look on its face, stared at him. For a good ten minutes the man stood frozen thinking of nothing else but being trampled.
Eventually the elephant trumpeted loudly, turned and walked away.
The man never forgot that elephant or the events of that day long ago.
Twenty years later the man was walking through the zoo with his own son. As they approached the elephant enclosure, one of the creatures turned and walked over to where they were standing at the rail. The large bull elephant stared at him and lifted its front foot off the ground, then put it down. The elephant did that several times, all the while staring at the father. The man couldn't help wondering if this was the same elephant.
After a while it trumpeted loudly; then it continued to stare at him.
The man summoned up his courage, climbed over the railing and made his way into the enclosure. He walked right up to the elephant and stared back in wonder.
Suddenly the elephant trumpeted again, wrapped its trunk around one of the man's legs and swung him wildly back and forth along the railing, severely injuring him.
I'm guessing it probably wasn't the same elephant then!
The plot
"But this I know with all my heart
His wounds have paid my ransom"
Part of a song we sang tonight
I almost said "I sang tonight'
But my singing is quite poor.
Anyway - the song is true.
Trouble with most of us is that we are a bit ignorant of the amazing nature of God's love for us, because we have minimised what we used to call 'sin' in the old days. If we really knew what our sin did to a pure and holy God - or how it makes him God feel - than we we would really begin to understand how much he loves to us .
So, after my moment of thought back to normal posting tomorrow.
'Posting' for those un initiated in the lingo of blogging is simply writing an entry.
In the mean time - how many of you can touch you two elbows together, and bring them both - whilst still touching - towards your face, and then touch your nose with those same two elbows. Go on, try it! If any one sees you and asks if you've lost the plot - tell them 'no', but you know someone who has!
"But this I know with all my heart
His wounds have paid my ransom"
Part of a song we sang tonight
I almost said "I sang tonight'
But my singing is quite poor.
Anyway - the song is true.
Trouble with most of us is that we are a bit ignorant of the amazing nature of God's love for us, because we have minimised what we used to call 'sin' in the old days. If we really knew what our sin did to a pure and holy God - or how it makes him God feel - than we we would really begin to understand how much he loves to us .
So, after my moment of thought back to normal posting tomorrow.
'Posting' for those un initiated in the lingo of blogging is simply writing an entry.
In the mean time - how many of you can touch you two elbows together, and bring them both - whilst still touching - towards your face, and then touch your nose with those same two elbows. Go on, try it! If any one sees you and asks if you've lost the plot - tell them 'no', but you know someone who has!
Hand LuggageWe weren't allowed any
I bet the people on the QE II
Had no such worries
Nor the people on carless Sark
And the fishermen
Probably don't care.
Armed policemen
at Guernsey and Norwich
a bit scary
But as Mr Bush said
we Brits 'busted' the plot
and we're all safe - for a few more days.
What does busted mean anyway?
I don't feel that anything is busted or solved.
The Caribbean ?No
Not me
Nearer to home
North of the French coast
Herm
Holiday Isle
Half an hour from
Holiday appartment in Guernsey
CompetitionOnce upon a time
in the New Forest
three brothers got up early
took out their cameras
and made photos.
Then they picked their best
and showed off
and behold
there was voting
there was a winner.
1st prize: stevie.g
2nd prize: stevie.g
3rd prize: stevie.g
Unlucky boys!
The GateGiant pseudo English boy
Piano playing kid’s a joy
Beer drinking, now he’s glad
No one seems at all sad
Centre piece is looking good
Apple cruncher if she could
The morning doer – I think not
Sweatshirt yet she’s never hot
One about to escape, nearly
Final sweetie - love you dearly
Nine cousins all are mates
As they hide behind the gate.
