… but I hate it!
Personally I have no time for computers, and computers have no time for me. I know this as a fact because every time I go near a keyboard something absolutely crucial gets lost from the memory and an apoplectic wife, or member of our team has a rant at me. Adjectives such as Luddite, incompetent, thick and the S word get used a lot (I mean stupid, stupid)!
Most people think that computers are programmed machines that do our bidding IF you do things in a rational and computer literate manner. I, on the other hand, seem to be one of only a handful of people on the planet who are aware that these are malevolent constructs intended to make our lives miserable. The full extent of this misery only becomes apparent when a business loses its internet connection. At a stroke we are blind, deaf and dumb, unable to talk to our clientele or suppliers and also unable to check flight times, cinema information or the quickest route between Auchtermuchty and Achnasheen. How did we manage in the “good old days”? To be honest I can’t remember and so will have to continue with my hate/hate relationship with Mr Microsoft.
Given that the rest of the world is coming to this beautiful country in increasing numbers due to the immediacy of the World Wide Web perhaps I am being slightly churlish – on the other hand I know that “they “ are out to get me!!!!
Last week Wendy and I went to London to the AA National Awards. We went by train (so we could enjoy a leisurely lunch and a bottle of wine) with our friends David and Katie from the Cross at Kingussie. David booked the accommodation and told us he had booked two separate hotels for the Monday and Tuesday evenings and that we should experience both ends of the spectrum. We duly booked into Tune hotel after a long and pleasant journey. £65 for a double room in the centre of London is great value. The room was immaculately clean with a very comfortable bed. Extras included TV, safe, hair drier, and yes towels. Still all less than £75. There was plenty of room for me to get into my kilt and black tie as Wendy got changed in the corridor. Can’t remember the last time we laughed so much!! Have to say it would be brilliant for a singleton with a small suitcase. Following night in the marble luxury of the Renaissance with a room the size of a basketball court.
The awards were great (we won hotel of the year for Scotland) and we met lots of acquaintances’ from the industry. I had a bit of a sulk because the award only mentioned Wendy. As we all know this is absolutely correct as she is the person who keeps us on track (known affectionately as “Attila the Honey”) but I feel that a trembling bottom lip at these occasions does get one the odd extra glass of champagne – so with nothing to lose I went for the sympathy vote. Worked out quite well as far as I can remember!
Dinner on Tuesday at Hibiscus (fabulous) and a return picnic lunch on the East Coast line on Wednesday ensured all the symptoms of a gastric ulcer on Thursday. Bloody marvellous start to the week!