Truthful Tuesday (1 December 2020)

I quite liked this week’s Truthful Tuesday question, too, which was:

With the exception of blogging (assuming it’s a hobby and not your profession), do you have any unique hobbies or pastimes?

Okay, first-off, blogging is very much just a hobby. I tend to be around most days, but other activities take priority when they crop up. In fact, it is getting harder for me to keep up with posts, so you have been warned! But I won’t ever “like” a post unless I have first listened to it.

I talked last week about how I liked writing software, and that has always been a hobby, since my early twenties. As soon as computers became affordable enough, I was writing stuff at home and releasing it alondside my paid job. My first “home” computer was a 386SX laptop, if you remember them, with a black and white screen.

Busman’s holiday? Actually, chalk and cheese. At work, in most places, the priority was to hack things together and to get them out as soon as possible. The jelly mould model – when something stops wobbling for long enough, get it out of the door.

Home environment was different, elegance, quality. And the skills picked up there led me into design. So as I grew to do more design in my job, the trick was to blend the hurry, hurry and quality together.

Strictly recreational, I developed a passion for photography in my thirties. This was one I took back then, and posted the other day. I post one a week, and there are a bunch up here already, in the same category.

My other big hobby from that time was cycling. I cycled a hundred-mile ride once, and used to average about 200mi/month. I was a fit boy back then. As well as riding (I still have 5 bikes chained up in the garage), I also enjoyed watching races. I saw several stages of the Tour of Britain, several of the Tour de France, and used to go to a big track cycling event over in Belgium every year.

Stroke changes things, cameras are two-handed gadgets (I still use my phone, it is more convenient but the SLR’s versatility puts it in a different league, even an old SLR), and I can lose my balance standing up, let along riding my bike. I am, however, as good with softwareas I ever was.

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Take a Break

for Fandango’s One Word Challenge (FOWC) of 1 December 2020, comfort.

While the shoppers around him perused,
The assistant no choice but excuse,
His feet were so worn,
What with bunions and corns,
What he needed was comfortable shoes.

Lucky Escape

While wedding a man from Argyll,
My sister tripped up in the aisle,
She fell onto her head,
And landed, stone dead,
But we all thought she went out in style.

There’s some more of this nonsense here:

Expectations

for Fandango’s One Word Challenge (FOWC) of 29 November 2020, putrid.

When looking at the White House,
There isn’t long to go,
Just six more weeks of waiting,
And then you’ll have your Joe.

All the dodgy dealings,
And all those putrid smells,
With guns and immigration,
White supremacy, as well.

We need to give the man time,
Some time to turn the tide,
But we have expectations too
There will be no free ride.

The CO2 emitters
How loud will be their voice?
When climate verson system,
What will be his choice?

I realise he’s restricted,
I’m not quite so naive,
But lest we see some progress,
The world will not believe.