IS MY AGE MY WATCH SIZE? I'M CONFUSED

Trawling around facebook, as you do, I dropped in to catch up with some of my grandchildren. The first thing I read was that “Le chat noir has just skiied in the dark whilst drunk”. Le chat noir being Vinnie the chef in the French Alps. Way, way too much information. Whereas Frazer, the mathematician who works away happily in a cocktail bar until he can get a "proper" job, apparently “has a watch that is far more mature than himself”.

Now here is a strange thing, Frazer’s communication of choice is facebook. Ring him or send him a text and you get nowt scout, but message him on facebook and he replies straight away. It’s all very odd and when I ask him why he appologises and promises he will mend his ways. I’m not actually in the business of getting him to mend his ways, I would just be happy with an explanation for this strange quirk.

I have had several ‘phone and text conversations with Vinnie since he started his new job and he is loving it. Yesterday I texted because I read that there had been four fatalities in the French Alps this week and given that he is fond of skiiing in the dark whilst drunk I was concerned that the weather might be particularly treacherous. Back came the immediate (got that Frazer?) reply “the weather is all good, blue sky days! Le chat noir is very well indeed, loving the ski lifestyle” Great to be young isn’t it?

During another trawl, this time on the www I came across my old mate Justin Dennison, the minister who carries the heavy responsibility of having married me to OG. Now here is a great communicator (got that one too Frazer?). Justin is now a minister in Canada and I sometimes listen to his weekly sermon online at http://www.hopetoyou. This day, however I happened across a workshop video made several years ago called Cracking The Da Vinci Code http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=-4558932418339938842. I found it fascinating, giving me another perspective on the book which, incidentally, I loved.

Talking of great communciators OG had a routine visit to his surgeon yesterday. This man has the ability to make everyone in the room feel special. A truly rare gift. He has just been offered a professorship in London which he said is a great opportunity and priviledge. He has a passion for research in his chosen speciality which is bladder cancer and this very prestigeous post will give him access to a whole new world. And the best news as far as we are concerned is that he will keep OG on as his patient.

And finally …. I believe that maturity has more to do with what type of experiences you've had and what you've learned from them and less to do with how many birthdays you've celebrated or what type of watch you wear.

OG HAS RE-DISCOVERED HIS MOJO

For one awful moment OG forgot that he had demolished the stairs. Having survived that shock he grabbed his hammer and bolster and battered hell out of the wall for giving him such a fright. Not to be outdone, the man in the iron mask then attemped to set fire to the whole house!

What are they doing? Extending the steel beam so that the pillars can be demolished to enlarge the sitting room and increase the upstairs area enabling one bedroom to be divided into two.

Onto more mundane things. Blog chatter about facebook replacing blogging! I had a bad experience with facebook this week. I clicked on an image sent to me by a "friend". As it happened it had not been sent by this "friend" but by some sad, mad git who spends time salivating in a dark room thinking up ways to screw up software and PC's.

Luckily I had expert help on hand and my man Robert dug me out of this viral hellhole. But be warned, don't click on any links, particularly photographs or videos unless you are 100% sure they are kosha. I can't believe that I actually did it myself because I am normally so aware of the dangers but for some reason facebook had lulled me into a false sense of security and a moment of madness.

I ranted and raged, vowing never to use facebook again. Lo and behold five minutes later found me on facebook complaining bitterly to a "friend" about the dreadful dangers lurking in this particular cyberspace! Mad or what? Replace blogging? I think not. Blogging is for sane, rational people like me and facebook is for idiots!

Must go now, I have to check out what's occurring on facebook.