Monday June 16, 2008
Graham woke with another summer cough, which has grown steadily worse throughout the day. I tell ya, that there holiday camp is a place where you’re almost bound to catch something or other. I saw at least three members of staff wandering about in a stupor of ill-health, as though gallows-bound. Hey ho. He’ll be over it in time to go back on Friday, see if he’s not.
I ventured out for provisions. The roads are quiet and for that we have the price and the scarcity of petrol to blame. Or praise. I’m driving very carefully to conserve the fuel I have in my tank but if this strike goes on too long the little silver Ford will have to be lodged away carefully until it’s all over. That’d be a shock to my system.
And I truly hate driving in hot weather without the air conditioning going full blast.
Once home I settled to the task of working out the best way to establish a new blog in readiness for the journal’s clean restart on July 5. I gave Blogger a try–still don’t like it. Eventually I fell back on WordPress.
Then it was a matter of coming up with a new name and title. Much gazing out of the window took place, balancing this against that, and that against this. After several attempts I decided upon ‘and no cheese’. You’re welcome to go and have a look at it if you’re curious–only one entry of course, and an About page to explain the title. Comments and criticisms most gratefully received but, as with this version, there not really much I can do about the base appearance and mechanics of the thing; using a blog as the medium for an online journal is to state that you’re more interested in content than in its management.
I’m whacked now. Time to go and flop in front of the telly and watch the second segment of A Year in Provence.