Early in this last week I attended the funeral of one of my friends from the time when I worked for Mental Health Services and who was a member of the Lotto Lunch Group which has been running from the time I retired. Gradually the whole group has retired but we still meet every two months, albeit we are a member short at the moment.
It was a beautiful funeral - totally secular and without a lot of the to-ing and fro-ing usually seen at these functions. Part of the proceedings was a slideshow of photos from her life (she was stunningly beautiful with red hair and a lovely bone structure) which got me thinking that maybe my kids might want to do something similar so I hauled out the three CDs of family photos which were mostly taken by my father and which were collected by my brother and me and put onto CDs. However, when I tried to transfer the pictures to my computer they refused to transfer and it took me most of the afternoon to work out how to save them all on my hard drive - not made any easier by the fact that I had to do each one using a different method. I cannot blame Windows 10 for that - I tried on my Win 7 computer and it gave just the same result
The hardest to transfer was a large assortment of photos taken when my children and I were younger and far more beautiful - in my case, at least and which were professionally transferred from colour slides to CD professionally and which were designed to be easily copied so that I could send a copy to each of my kids. Copied onto CDs perhaps but not to a hard drive. So now they are all there on my computer ready for my funeral slide show - and they are very interesting as they show my daughters as children and me without wrinkles. Perhaps I should make a selection myself but hopefully that will be jumping the gun a bit. I will put them all onto a flash drive and hope that the technology outlasts me. I am going to have to rename them so that the names of the people are not forgotten - as so often happens.
I have returned to spinning and am pushing ahead with a colourway called "Bruised Ego" in superwash merino. I think that I will have enough for a sweater with quite a bit over so I am spinning the first 200gms much finer than usual with the idea of knitting a lacy scarf and I will knit my favourite "Kimono Sweater" with the rest with, hopefully, enough left to make another beanie for the homeless. I have already knitted two and one of my Knitting Group has knitted another for me to donate. The Group mostly knits squares for rugs or dolls to be given to children in more deprived countries so perhaps beanies will be a change for us.
I am having another bit of me cut out of my mouth on Wednesday, after which I will be eating custard for a week but hopefully it will be like most of the previous dissections - totally normal and non-lifethreatening.