28th September, 2006.
ANOTHER BEGINNING.
Praise be to our graphic artist son, Neil Barnden.
Yesterday, from way down in Cornwall, he put the old man a step further on the road to happy blogging.
I was, he pointed out, making the 'understandable (bless 'im) mistake' of pressing the 'create a blog' button - that bloody great blue thing - instead of the NEW POST button - that little green cross - everytime I (b)logged on.
Consequently I was opening a new blogger account each time instead of posting to the original one.
So there you are.
If you're new and feeling lost, take note of that.
I just hope the splendid Andy Rathbone will find time in his next revision of Windows XP for Dummies to add a chapter headed Blogging for Blockheads.
MORE TELETALK.
Now then: It was Wire In The Blood last night on the box. But before that is was Leeds Piano Competition on BBC4 followed by the unbelievable Lord Peter Wimsey and the infuriating Harriet Vane on ITV3.
I never see Dorothy L. Sayers' name nowadays without reflecting how gladly I miss her patronizing style.
Back to Wire In The Blood (ITV1) Dear ol' Robson Green (whatever did happen to the other one?) acted his socks off again in this rehash of the old barmy-cop-serial-killer-you-know-whodunit episode.
This was the second of four.
So far I have Robson 2 - 0 in the lead.
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