Tablets are still the hot topic and, being a geek, I have of course lusted after one since the iPad came out. However, the price, battery life and weight of it put me off a bit – especially as 90% of the time it would be a glorified book. But I finally caved in and treated myself to a Kindle.
And you know what? It’s probably my favourite piece of tech kit ever…
For once this wasn’t my fault: Junior (as I call her) went away to her Gramps the other week and stayed there along with her (older) cousins. When she came back, it was sonic screwdrivers ahoy – she’s turned into a little Dr Who geekette, but is the world ready for the crossover with the Disney Princesses?
(sorry this blog has been so quiet for, oh, give or take seven months…)
They really are you know. And here’s the proof…
Just a quick review of the SECC babyshow (I’ll do a longer review later) as time is pressed, I’ll just do highs and lows… Read More
Picked up a Kodak Zi8 for work purposes the other day, but I’d be a liar if I didn’t say that I’ll be using it for personal uses as well, but how does it shape up as a video camera for capturing the family moments? What’s the good points and the bad points? Is it worth the £120 or so that it costs?
I’ve managed to have a quick and dirty test with the Flip Mino HD and compare it to what I call the PR/journalist mobile workhorse, the Nokia N95, but which comes out better? Or should you stick with an iPhone? (Yes, I know, including the iPhone was cruel.) Heads-up, lots of YouTube video in this.
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Dear Daughter,
Well you’ve just no luck have you? Most girls – IIRC – get to the age of 16 before going to a bash or a party and discovering they have the same outfit as someone else.
You? Age 5. Place: School Halloween Disco. Read More
Dear Daughter, it’s way too early in the morning, so I’m going to introduce you to the concept of bullet points: Read More
Dear Bump, when the sperm that made you was part of me you may have heard me think that your mum could do with losing a few pounds. It’s the only way I can rationalise the amount of vomiting you’re putting her through.
Stand down soldier, you don’t have to do anything to impress me. Just turn up in one piece and that will do, so leave off your mum and let her keep some food down please. French toast is hardly a luxury food and she’s got enough to worry about just now, thinking about if she should get the H151 jab or not, worried about what it might do to you.
And besides, on the food front, I’m dying to go out for a decent curry.