I'm in a blog class...excellent teacher: Bill Thompson. I've already learnt a lot more than I knew which could have been written on the back of a box of matches; now it would take, perhaps, the back of a pack of twenty fags. That's progress.
It's a matured-woman thing with me that I throw my arms up in despair at tech stuff, but no longer. They are by my side and I'm determined to cope better.
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from one matured woman to another, I know the feeling.
Thanks, Pamuh. Now that I'm out of the class my arms are back up in the air!
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