But I've an addictive personality - I managed NOT to use my mobile as I saw what those devices were doing to younger generations - but I get hooked on 'doing nothing' on my laptop. Maybe I'll still do nothing (and maybe the real issue is that I'm a lazy, waste of space). I honestly just don't like the Magritte'isation of the world - we're all running down the rabbit hole with any understanding of where it leads us.
Did you notice here that all (most) the talk was about which other electronic platform to migrate to? Do you remember the days when a gardening club would have been some place you would have gone and actually met people.? Saw their faces, read expressions - actually got to know real people and liked and disliked in (un)equal measure?
Cold turkey beckons....all that shivering and sweats and swearing at people about the pain inside (I saw that in A Confession last night as well! - see how my life revolves around Magritte's pipe!? How many levels away from real do we have to go trying to find happiness?)
Edited to add: Another meaningless wandering.. I do like the net as 'memory' though. Talking about BT lead me to google (other - better- search engines are available) OPD - https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/One_Per_Desk - and that lead to a memory. We had developed software (on kit by a British company called CTL) to enable BT to track sales of OPD and then parts and spares etc. BT had set up a lovely new office in Ealing and me and a colleague (who became my BIL) were working onsite doing the final tweaks and setting up kit before go live. This was at the time of word processing coming to the fore if I recall correctly - and there was an ad on the TV about Olivetti word processors - the strapline of which was 'IBM chooses Olivetti'. Anyway, we were a day or so away from go live and our boss decides to pay us a visit on site to see how we were getting on, so we fired up all the kit (dumb terminals in those days) as he walked in to show the network etc worked ok - and all the terminals came up with a splash screen of 'CTL CHOOSES OLIVETTI' - some clever sod back in the office had set up the terminals). The bosses face was a picture.
There are still real gardening clubs @steveTu. I have joined a local one near my home in France, though most of the members are English, and there is one in the Norfolk village where OH has his cottage. Doesn't stop me wanting to be on a gardening forum though, preferably a chatty one.
Dordogne and Norfolk. Clay in Dordogne, sandy in Norfolk.
You see, I would never in a million yrs join an actual gardening club. I like isolation. I like being on my own. Online suits me beautifully. I am much more at home, more confident, more relaxed, with words than people. I think you like words too. 😉 So, while I take your points, I think you would have time and space for both the real and the virtual.
Did you notice here that all (most) the talk was about which other electronic platform to migrate to? Do you remember the days when a gardening club would have been some place you would have gone and actually met people.? Saw their faces, read expressions - actually got to know real people and liked and disliked in (un)equal measure?
Well there is a village hall in Fenny Compton that might be available for all of us virtual friends and acquaintances to meet now?...
You see, I would never in a million yrs join an actual gardening club. I like isolation. I like being on my own. Online suits me beautifully. I am much more at home, more confident, more relaxed, with words than people. I think you like words too. 😉 So, while I take your points, I think you would have time and space for both the real and the virtual.
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You see, I would never in a million yrs join an actual gardening club. I like isolation. I like being on my own. Online suits me beautifully. I am much more at home, more confident, more relaxed, with words than people. I think you like words too. 😉 So, while I take your points, I think you would have time and space for both the real and the virtual.
Me too @ViewAhead