• I’ve always used Apple Macs. I look after four windows machines for the family and don’t understand why anyone would want to use one!

    I hadn’t realised how old my computer is. I’ve been working away with it for about four years now. I have upgraded and upgraded it over the years. When I recently upgraded to Snow Leopard, everything started to go a bit funny. Then yesterday, I saw an article that said, “Snow Leopard requires more memory than Leopard.” So, I got onto crucial.co.uk and ordered up more memory which, amazingly, arrived this morning.

    I popped it in my machine and – low and behold – it’s running really sweetly! Maybe I’ll get a bit more service out of the old girl yet. I drool over the new big iMacs, but I can’t really justify the expense. So, if your mac, or your PC for that matter, is slow and sluggish, treat it to a new chunk of memory. You may be pleasantly surprised!

  • On my way home from a walk in the forest this afternoon, I spotted a tiny doll’s cloggy kind of shoe on the pavement. I could have walked past, but something made me stop and pick it up.

    I examined it briefly – not really very interesting – part of me wanted to throw it away, but something made me hold onto it and I put it in my back pocket and carried on walking. Less than a minute later a story formed in my head based on that tiny little shoe

    When I got home I started working out the story as a mind map. You can see it and the toy shoe in the picture. Of course I’m not going to show you the whole plan for the story because – well, that would be telling!

    It is amazing how tiny little things can grow so quickly into something so amazing as a fully formed idea ready to draw pictures and write words – ready to bring the whole thing to life.

  • It was just a simple chest of drawers in the auction but waiting for the number fourteen to come up got my brain in a fuddle. It was so close to the beginning of the auction I was worried I might miss it. Number fourteen was announced and offered at £100. Nobody went for it. At £50, somebody jumped in. Very quickly it went up to £100, which was when I joined in and eventually got it for £115. My head was racing. I had to go and have a cup of black coffee and a three sausage hotdog while I waited til my brain calmed down. So much adrenaline for such a small thing.

    I know some people are scared of auctions. It’s probably the adrenaline they’re really scared off, worried that they will run away with themselves and bid a fortune for something really stupid.

    The secret is to have a really definite limit. But when the adrenaline kicks in, and the brain begins to go fuzzy, it’s very easy to forget the limit and, in the heat of the moment, decide you must have it at all costs. That is fatal.

    I’m comforted with the thought that at least the chest of drawers will hold its value. It’s replacing an old piece of IKEA furniture, which I know will struggle to make any money second hand. So it’s not really gambling, I think it’s more of an investment with the same head rush that you get from gambling.