So I tell myself “Let’s get back to some serious dieting!”, and the first thing I do is have a Burger and Onion rings from Hungry Jacks for lunch… followed up by tacos that I’ve ordered for dinner. I’m telling myself this is the last day to do that. I’m starting to feel *much* better, so I think I’ll be able to do it. As always, we’ll see. One day at a time is the way to go.

Basically just a test to see if I can just cut and paste photos.

Took some fiddling because I don’t really know what I’m doing, but seems to work 🙂

So after digging, whinging and doing more digging, I finally found an acceptable blog theme. Not exactly thrilled as such but it’s serviceable and not too shabby looking. So, after a week of complaining, it’s time to go find content.

So, I managed to fix the issues I was complaining about, I managed to get the links fixed so I can get from the main page to About and contact, and back home. I fixed the comment and contact sections as well so the plae is more or less functional. I’d still like a few widgets but they can wait for a while. 🙂

Been looking more closely at themes and have chosen this one… which has a sidebar. Once I work out *how*, I’ll see what widgets can be added and tart it up a bit. In the meantime this is a bit better than all the others I’ve tried,

This theme is as irritating as all the others. I can’t even see how to edit it in order to make the About, Home, and Contact options work. So frustrating.

I’ll obviously go and look again but all this messing about is stopping me really getting into making the blog work. It’s bad enough I have the wrong domain name but if I can’t even blog properly it’s really not worth doing!

Marty and Susan just got married.

On the way to their honeymoon, Marty asked Susan:

‘Would you have married me if my father had not left me a fortune?”

Susan replied:

“Darling, I would have married you no matter who had left you a fortune.’

I’m vexed… so vexed.. why? Because I can’t find any blog theme I like! None have the side bars I like, there seem to be few (if any) have widgets of any kind. I changed the existing theme to what seems to be reasonable but still nowhere near looking the say I’d like.

I suppose it’s better than nothing but for all that it’s a bit disappointing. Not least because the one I chose doesn’t work properly either, I suppose it can be edited… somehow… but I’m yet to see how! Grr…

I think in retrospect I should maybe have done these blogs differently. I’d not realise just how restrictive it is to work through WordPress.com. I want to update the these to something exciting, but there really aren’t enough options, Unless I purchase a premium plan… which I really don’t need for a blog like this. In the past I’ve been able to upload them to my own web space but I no longer have it running. This means my options are restricted because I can’t download a full WordPress install and have to depend on WordPress itself. All I can say is… grrr.

No sidebar, no additional pages across the top and no additional controls. So annoying.

First book I ever bought myself was a copy of Robert Louis Stevenson’s “Treasure Island”. I found it at a church fete when I was a really small child, no more than 5 or 6 years old. I’d been reading from a very early age having taught myself when I realised the words were supposed to make sense! In retrospect I wish I’d been given access to other languages when I was that age because I think I’d have learned very quickly and would now possibly be a competent polyglot! Still, that’s all in the past and these days, I have enough issues with English.

As I implied above, I’d been reading for a long time before I bought the book. I used to be an avid reader of ‘comic book annuals’ such as Beano, Dandy and The Eagle which I also got on a weekly basis (I was spoiled). One memory still clear in my mind was lying on the floor of the lounge room in our house, trying to read a tory to my parents and being totally unable to read it through properly because I kept collapsing in paroxysms of laughter. I have no memory of the story itself, just the uncontrollable laughter.

I can also remember lying on the floor in front of the fire, and reading stories the newspaper to them and coming a cross the word ‘co-respondent’. I had never seen it before and had no notion of what it meant. Anyway, my mother corrected my pronunciation and was told off by my father , who was at that time very ‘proper’ and old-fashioned, even for the day (we’re talking 1950’s here!). I remember her saying it’s no good to him (me) to mispronounce words so he needs to know how to do it properly. She didn’t explain what the word meant, probably a good thing, but I was very grateful and continued with the joy of reading all my life.

Well obviously more posts, but before that I really need to configure the blog site itself. I tried a new theme… and don’t like it so I’ll need to sort that out asap because it’s really icky.

I also need to set a load of categories to cover all my rambles in some sort of order… unlike my mind which is a hotchpotch of signals all going off in random directions whenever whenever they feel like.

Not sure what else yet so perhaps this post is pointless, but hey, I have to write *something*… don’t I?