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During a brief spell of sunshine this morning, I focussed on the front garden and the back drive.
Clematis Mrs N. Thomson, pink roses and honeysuckle still festoon the front trellis;
and in the beds thrive pink poppies,
the rose, a deep red Hot Chocolate, and red and white fuchsia Chequerboard.
Lavender, poppies, antirrhinums, and pansies are among the many plants along the drive.
Just before 2.00 p.m. my memory card was delivered. First I had to extract it from its packaging. This was no mean feat. With the aid of the indispensable downloaded manual I managed to insert the device into the camera, and, following directions, format it and bring up information on the display. I was even able to attach a zoom lens and take a couple of test shots.
Regular readers will recognise my old friend the bee who allows me to catch him on the wing.
Having taken these testers from a reasonable distance, I called it a day. There’s only so much new information that can be absorbed and retained by an elderly gent who began school life with a steel-nibbed pen you dipped into an inkwell set in the top of your desk.
Did I say ‘retained’? Forget that one.
One slight problem remained before I could publish these last two pictures. The memory card was too big to insert into the slot in the computer.
‘Now what?’ ‘Maybe that is what the USB lead is for?’ I fiddled around with the camera body and found a hidden compartment that would take one end of it. ‘That must be the link with the iMac’. ‘But I’d best seek confirmation on the manual’. That was on page 185.
Have I mentioned that the new kit weighs a ton?
This evening we dined at Royal China in Lymington. The food was as good as ever, and the service as efficient and friendly. We both drank Tsingtao beer.