So I lost connectivity.. one moment I could send and receive e-mails, read and write blogs, Skype and video conference, research how much local dry cleaners charged for a large pair of curtains and when NCET became Becta, send flowers to my Facebook friends read the latest news from the BBC or Times online, transfer money from one bank account to another, create and download podcasts, now the only way for me to keep up with favourite Radio 4 programmes…listen to them at the gym, buy train tickets for the next month, upload the holiday photos to flikr , upload next terms work for students and share my bookmarks, amongst other things… and the next moment I couldn’t. There was a vast electronic silence which I could not make disappear.. my office once the hub of my digital world closed in upon itself, died slightly, was not so welcoming. Whilst the telephone call centre responds quickly and makes every effort there is a tension in troubleshooting entirely on the phone. ...
In which I butterfly around and about life, the universe and everything in the digital age, looking for answers and trying to cause chaos. All contributions welcomed.