2016-07-03 Sun


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This is a cartoon from Saturday’s Toronto Star. The original cartoon can be seen here .

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And this is the net book I took to France; while I was there two keys fell off. I became aware of this once I had boarded the train in Provins, so quickly jumped off and returned to the waiting room, found the keys, and re-boarded the train.

No one in Paris seemed interested in replacing the keys or the board, so I bought a roll of adhesive tape, and two years later it all still works.

The letter “C” has a small square of duct tape so that I can see to restart WinAmp playing music when I rise and it is still dark. The tape reflects enough light for me to operate without flooding the room with light.


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Not to put too fine an edge on it, but my neighbour treats her wheel chair like a dodgem car, and bashes it against her door. This not very good shot shows the scuff marks from the seat back (just below door-handle height) and the scuff marks from the rubber wheels.

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Here is a longer-distance view. The scuff marks are visible; not so much the dents. It isn’t quite at the level of marks made during an attempted break-in, or mal-treatment by angry drug-dealers, but it detracts from the otherwise neat appearance of the corridor.

That’s my door on the right, and the door to the stair-well on the left.

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Here is my door before last week’s painting spree. I was tied up documenting the failings of Service Canada and didn’t think to remove the spy-hole, the name-plate, or to fill in the two holes drilled there by a previous tenant.

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Here is my door. I don’t have a dodgem car.

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Here is a bad shot of my door, painted a deeper shade of blue. The drilled-holes are painted over but quite evident.

My regrets.

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Here is my neighbour’s door.

Yes! The paint was not dry when my neighbour managed to flake off a chunk about three centimetres diameter!

And no, the door to the stair-well was not painted, so instead of a corridor with pale-blue doors, we now have a corridor with two shades of blue.

Doesn’t look so good IMHO!