Monday, 30 September 2013
Now I admire my Dad no end for being on the Intrawebz in his 80's, finding and reading my blog and getting down with the whole email thing.
I got an email from him this morning with a photo he treasures of me, in much the same way Mum treasured the weird blue Indian dress thing. Parents are weird.....
So, he has a coal-fired computer system and has sent it to me as a Word Document and I am not sure I have the heart to talk him through the whole PDF/JPEG/photo upload to a blog thing.
So if anyone has any clues how I can convert (in simple steps please) a Word Document that is nought but a photo, into an uploadable one on an Apple, without sucking my eyeballs out with bitty plungers or menacing my hair regrowth, I would be grateful.
For now, Dad, all I can do is reproduce another photo from that holiday. I am the one falling off the wind boat thingy. Dad is the one struggling hard to hold the camera still, whilst giggling and pretending to shout encouragement....
I hadn't realised what a crowd I had collected!