Yesterday, amid the much detested chores of bed-changing, washing etc. I found myself wishing I had been born into the IT era. Not least because I have a (quite expensive) lap-top whose many uses I have barely touched on, but also, because my Ipad has sat in its box for 2 months unexamined.
At that very moment th ere was a ring at the doorbell and my neighbour's lovely teenage daughter stood there. "Mum says she has been reading your blogs and would you like me to show you how to use your Ipad?"
Would I? After nearly snatching her arm off we trooped off upstairs to the 'office'. An hour later, dazed and supremely grateful I thanked her profusely (she, being the wonderful girl she is, had refused to accept any payment) and waved her goodbye.
Wow, I thought, now I can really begin to get to grips with this technology thing. Not today of course, too much housework to do.
This morning I sat down and switched the magic machine on, tapped in my blog (Nicole had set it up for me) and found it would not accept me without my putting in my password. Duh! Could not remember how to call up the keyboard so, after half a dozen attempts, gave up and returned to the lap-top. At least the keyboard is no problem with that.
This is not a light-hearted post, I don't think it's funny, just very very sad.
If it were not for the fact that so many people think I'm brighter than I am I would give up now, but of course that is not an option.
Why oh why can I not get even the basics to 'stick'?
Is the entire population cleverer than me?
It seems that these days I am a one step per lesson person. At this rate I'll be 200 years old by the time I'm reasonably competent.
Do they do brain transplants yet?