I'm now back on line, after months of denial - denying that I really needed to buy a new computer. Six months away from the world of blogging, e-mails, and internet access. It's quite strange, but you do get used to it in a way, but there's always the feeling that you're missing out. As indeed you are. It's less than ten years since I bought my first computer and only seven since I was first bought a mobile (a leaving present from work). Before then, going to the pub was arranged at the previous meeting in the pub, after bumping into people, or by using what we now call a landline, but what we used to call a phone. In a fairly short period of time, we've become reliant on this technology. I have missed several social events because friends have forgotten my computer wasn't working. Not their fault: I ought to have sorted this out months ago.
In recent months I've had a few people approach me and say, "Aren't you Red Nev? What's happened to your blog?" In a couple of cases, I didn't know the person at all: perhaps they recognised me from the photo, but however they know me, such feedback in encouraging. It was nice of my old pal Tandleman to phone me asking why I'd vanished from the ether. I subsequently saw him at the Manchester Beer Festival in the Velodrome: great festival, but bizarre venue. If you haven't been, I recommend it. It's a cash bar, and I handed over a £20 note for a pint and was given change for £15. Odd.
It's going to take a while to get all my events pages up to date, but it'll be done over the next couple of weeks. I'm looking forward to doing all this again.
Watering the Mild and Other Wheezes, 1955
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