Sunday, 28 June 2015
Glass of red, anyone?
And the universe was on my side, with the sun beating down, enticing me to step away from the sizzling keyboard.
Trouble is, you can only twirl the glass, drink in the beauty of an English country garden and listen to birdsong for so long ...
Then it's business as normal. Out comes the ipod (3 day's worth of mostly rock with a touch of folksy Pirates and the occasional Buble) and my microsoft pencil. Yep, this summer I've reverted back to writing longhand because at least then I'm getting some sun and fresh air. Funnily enough, the tan is coming on nicely - the sun is still hot enough when I finish work at 4pm to burn, as confirmed by a fifty-pence-sized spot by my left armpit where the sun-screen missed.
So I'm not exactly asking it to rain, but while it's sunny I cannot resist the pull of the fresh air. And when this is the view above your notebook, who can blame me?
Anyone know of a reliable voice-to-text app?