The Sage is completely happy. He’s sitting in an armchair, laptop in front of him, watching today’s auction at Acle online, live.
I’m going to go and make him a cup of tea and make his day complete by adding to the tray a chocolate biscuit.
Razor-blade of Life
Still sliding
Tweets are pervasive you can not avoid them forever, it will get him
Just been and looked at that online auction – it could become quite addictive. Better go and do something more sensible – ooh you’ve just posted again…
Eek. We’re still resisting the siren call of Facebook and Twitter here – so far…
The Sage has gone out to do some shopping – the china he wants to watch being sold isn’t coming up for over an hour.
I’ve got the auction on as I type. I like the auctioneer – he’s very good. Excellent banter, no annoying verbal habits and he gets on with it briskly. Full marks.
I have no idea what twitter would be, or better: is, good for. This facebook is like an octopus, becomes a giant data assembly … googel’s “social community” will be even more data-intense with the geographical positioning of people … it goes too far for my taste.
Chokolate is a great idea now.
And for mine, Mago.
Funnily enough, the Sage and I are passing a box of chocolates between us now. That is, I took a chocolate and gave him the box. He has only eaten two so far, though.
The Hub and I each choose a personal selection of See;s chocolates for Valentines Day, Easter and Christmas. My selections always disappear first!