Rekindling the past

I'm not sure what really to make of today, it seems to have been a day of lots of small nothings really in terms of watching the hours tick by.

In the morning I have a bit of a tidy up downstairs since it's messy to the point of irritating and then get on with the pile of laundry that has been building up for the past fortnight or so.

With the washing machine and dryer spinning away it's not long before it's lunch time and I rediscover my like of tomato soup and when the Grand Prix has finished Phil decides to have a go at building one of this new kits that he got from Maplin.

After lots of cussing, a few mistakes and erosion of the circuit track he finally gets the kit working, sort of. A few of the LED's don't work meaning a connection isn't quite right which in turn means that programming it to display a personal message is a tad difficult. None the less, a good way to waste and hour or two, especially since he had me as his gopher fetching this that and the other from the workshop. At this point I will add that this wasn't as easy as it may seem for my part since the path to the workshop was adorned with a million spiders who had expertly cast their webs in a pattern so regular even the most agile of people wouldn't have been able to avoid them, and if there is one species of insect I hate, it's spiders. So I had to battle my way through them a bit like Indiana Jones, which reminds me, I must sharpen my machete for the next round of cobweb cutting!

I nip to the supermarket just before it closes to pick up a few things, and I mean a few since there was nothing on the shelves, and when I get back set about making tea.

Whilst we are eating we watch One Missed Call, which I found quite enjoyable but I am also pretty sure that the original Japanese version was much better than the dummed down Hollywood remake.

Then, just before bed Phil shows me what he always lusted for as a kid, which was an Atari Falcon. He also showed me the graphics package he used to use on there too, something called Degas Elite written by a bloke called Tom Hudson. I have to say, I thought it was pretty neat! Especially if you wanted to create genuine retro graphics on it! So with electronic kits and Atari's, Phil really has immersed himself in the past today, which is cool if it makes him happy!

Posted by Abi on the September 13, 2009 9:47 PM