My relationship with computers stretches back to 1989 and the old Amstrad 3286. It was – in reality – used by me for nothing more than word processing. Though I had to learn MS Dos – can’t remember a thing now!
The internet came later for me with the Tiny desktop in 1998.
Now I’m an addict. With three laptops, a desktop and four smartphones in this house…
Imagine the withdrawal symptoms experienced when the modem simply stopped working early last week…(the reception for the phones is very patchy ‘down here in the Valley’).
Initially I was demented. Home-working became difficult. And night times I actually had to interact with my family!
As the week progressed I did notice some positives. The wee ones rediscovered the joy of painting and drawing and making things. Lego bricks and meccano litter the living room. They brought out their scooters and had fun racing down the hill. The older ones debated the budget cuts and the Andy Coulson phone tapping News of the World travesty – actually reading the papers and listening to the news. I found books could be read at 7pm – they didn’t belong to bedtimes and midnight slots.
I think that some things are worth keeping – and so do the kids. So maybe the loss of broadband was a good thing after all…
Mind you – it’s 8pm and I’m blogging already, so….
Impaled on the thistle 