Well, what can I say? I have been venturing over to Blogger to see if I can't make myself a nice new blog with a yummy header and background. It's ever so easy, you can find free ones all over the place, copy the code and paste it in....et voila! Of course that's horribly tempting for someone who likes pretty stuff.
But here I am still. And you know why? Because, having had a really easy time creating a pretty background etc for my blog, I then discovered that the day-to-day, image uploading bit, is a load of cack.
I thought I'd put a post up there so off I went, typed a load of stuff as I do, blah blah, and then attempted to insert an image. That's funny, I thought, it's up there at the top of the post, I don't want it there, I want it here, just after the bit I've written about it.
Several attempts later I was forced to seek help on the UKScrappers forum. There must be something I'm missing, I thought. As usual, there were plenty of suggestions forthcoming, but sadly it appears that there is no intuitive way of inserting images into a Blogger post.
Faced with two alternatives - a) spend lots of time faffing about trying to get the blog to look loverly, but only now and again; or b) easily upload loverly background etc and then spend every flippin post faffing about with stupid clunky image uploading system........I have gone for a).
So, what you see before you, dear reader, is what I have cobbled together using my 'art resources' folder. I think I may get someone to create a header and background for me, as I have to say that the one I ended up with on Blogger was delish.
Anyway. The reason I'm here today is to show you some holiday photos. No! Come back! There aren't many, honest. Look, the first one is really interesting....
(I say it's no-faff, but to get to this photo I had to go computer-external drive-photos-2010-tremar-charlestown.)
Have you see Tim Burton's Alice? That bit at the end where she gets on a boat? This is the boat! It's actually called
...this! I knew I would regret not taking a photo of the guy dressed up as a pirate, who is a crew member. Below deck there is an exhibition which basically consists of photos of lots of films and tv programmes being made on this ship, including the fairly recent version of Jason and the Argonauts for which it had to be made to look like a longboat sort of vessel with a big dragon's head at the front. They had to carry out similar alterations for another film, only to have filming rescheduled. The alterations were designed to be ripped of and disposed of once filming was complete, only in this case they had to be painstakingly removed bit by bit, numbered and stored away to be reattached later.
If you can think of a film or tv programme with a period vessel in it, this will be the one!
Here is Paul standing in the very place that Mia Mfslkfglksroiswsk (sorry Mia) stood at the end of the film
I am also going to show you another photo of my man.....It is traditional, on our family holidays, for some sort of car-related debacle to take place on the journey down. I may have told you about my window suddenly dropping down inside the driver's door before we set off for Perranporth, and Rianna fixing it.
A couple of years ago we set off in two separate cars for Tintagel in Cornwall, only to find when we got there that Paul and his kids were stuck in a layby near Stonehenge, where they remained for around 12 hours.
The first holiday I took as a single parent, and for which I purchased my first mobile phone, started with a prolonged stay at Fleet Services when the traffic jam was too much for my minibus's cooling system. And I have a photo from many years ago (another Cornish holiday when I appear to have visited the Poodle Parlour) which shows my old car nose-to-nose with an AA van somewhere on the way down there.
Anyway. Last week when he picked me up, Paul was concerned about his tyre. The left nearside one, he said, which was losing pressure. We stopped at a petrol station and he put some air into it. Then he decided that when we got to Fleet services he would change the front and back wheels over because it would be safer that way.
So at Fleet I bumbled off to fetch drinks while Paul got the jack out. When I got back ten minutes later, this is what I saw
Now, I wasn't entirely sure at the time, but I thought he said 'nearside' - which to those of you who couldn't give a stuff, is the left. And I hadn't been watching really closely at the petrol station, but i did think he'd put air in the tyre on the other side. Oh, I thought, instead of changing the front and back tyres he's changing the left and right tyres.
But no. In the ten minutes I'd left him on his own, my poor man had completely forgotten which tyre he was having problems with. Bless.
Here he is removing the correct one
Can you see that look on his face that says 'You're going to take photos of this and blog them, aren't you.' ? Yes, and this one is on Facebook, honey. Hehe.
Right, I think that's enough of my holiday photos for now.
Today and yesterday I have been painting the downstairs loo. I should have done some weeding this morning instead of coming on here with my cup of coffee, and now it's raining so I'll have to do it later before the garden recycling is collected in the morning.
In the meantime I have new stash to play with. At Charlestown where the ships were I bought a big pack of pink heart-shaped doilies, and in Launceston I found the shop with the ribbon remnants. We also went to Trago Mills where Paul ran away screaming after I spotted a huge Docrafts section, having been lusting after their new summery papers.
No doubt I will be back later to bore you with my creations, lol.
