Ebay fever

A couple of years ago, I signed up to Ebay to buy some counselling books for my courses and very profitable it was too. I picked up quite a few bargains, not just books either. This Ebay lark can get so addictive if you're not careful.
This year, I have some books to sell, so once again I turned to Ebay, this time as a seller and I have to admit, it's quite exciting - the thrill of the sale and all that. I've sold just over half of what I put up for sale so the rest will be relisted and I have spent a couple of hours packaging the items ready for the post on Monday. Of course there was also the handbag that I sneakily and successfully bid for in the meantime, but we'll gloss over that. I won't do it again, honest!

Keep it in the family

Elder Daughter told me on the phone that, as well as being an overworked, exhausted, but job-satisfied registrar now in a hospital Somewhere in Yorkshire, she is also an honorary clinical senior lecturer. Apparently this means that she will be lecturing medical students, which is a salutary reminder to me of how time is racing by, as it seems like only last week that she was one of those herself.
But it also shows how that teaching bug is securely embedded in the genes - ya just can't escape it! Let's hope she enjoys it. Maybe the difference will be that she is teaching young adults who are there by choice....

On the other hand...

...as my new laptop runs on Vista, I have now discovered that BT in their wisdom, have not seen fit to provide a compatible driver for their Voyager 105 modem, so I can't run it on Dad's broadband. I'm not impressed!

Travelling south

Up bright and early this morning to drive down to see Dad in Bristol and, believe it or not, the weather has dried up and we have even seen small patches of blue in the sky! The best bit, of course, is reminding myself that it is Thursday and term-time and I am not in school! I still get a thrill from that thought.
In the meantime, back in the damp wetlands of north Wales, Keith has been putting the final touches to the LPG conversion of the RV. He and Giles have been working away on this project for a couple of weeks now and today was 'the day'. Would it work on LPG or would it just explode? It was probably a bit like the scene at yesterday morning's switch-on at the Cern laboratory - but without all the publicity. At a quarter past three this afternoon, I am pleased to announce that I received a phone call from the Team Leader (aka Keith) informing me that our particular little corner of north Wales was still intact, the RV was successfully running on LPG and wasn't he a genius.
Not a bad day's work, n'est ce pas? France, here we come again - well, soon anyway.