Category Archives: Try Something Different

#37 Cancel January

This may seem rather drastic, but as I began to look at potential activities for January, it struck me that this is a month that always disappears in a hurried blur. Blink and January has gone.

With the New Year break at the beginning of the long summer holidays, and the Australia Day longer weekend at the end, there’s no time for anything to develop. My best option for the month was clear –

#37 Cancel January

It’s not like it would be missed. Nothing happens in Australia in January.

No one goes to the shopping centres:

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Schools are locked, abandoned, unloved:

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It’s too hot. It’s too dry. Paradoxically, it’s even too humid.

The long languid days are filled with the sounds of a few highly paid sportspeople on television thwacking balls with racquets or balls with bats while the rest of us sit and watch. And wait. Wait for January to fade.

Favourite shops go on holiday:

Screen Shot 2016-01-27 at 12.19.55 pm…notice the sign implying 2016 will commence at the end of January?

Even trying to buy something as simple as milk from the corner store on the day before the day of the holiday is thwarted:

IMG_1868… January 25th is a holiday now? 

Where on earth has Australia gone for the month?

The television networks take away their real shows and replace them with… not another interminable episode of QI.

Four Corners?

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…gone until February!

Insiders?

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…gone until February!

Q&A?
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…gone until February!

So I went looking…

and I finally found us:

IMG_1878 - Version 2Who’d have guessed?

There is one massive upside to cancelling January though. With a birthday late in the month, I’ve been able to avoid getting another year older.

#36 Crowdfund a Great Cause

Crowdfunding, which came about as a way of raising finance to help develop inspired ideas, is, in itself, an inspired idea. Which makes you wonder how the people who started sites like Pozible, one of the go-to sites for this activity, raised money for it in the first place, there being no crowdfunding site to help them. But I digress.

The idea that if enough people want to help, a clever project can be given wings has a certain appeal, and since hearing about it a few years ago, it’s been on my ‘wouldn’t that be an interesting thing to do?’ list. But being of a cautious nature, I’d held back. Not any more. Once I was persuaded to:

#36 Crowdfund a Great Cause

there’s been no stopping me.

The first opportunity came along last year when Choice asked its subscribers to help fund a submission to the Government on the labelling of free-range eggs.

As my own chickens live a life like this:

IMG_1805…that’s hand diced cucumber and tomato treats

supporting other chickens seemed the least I could do, so they didn’t have a completely miserable time of it.

When you make a pledge to help crowdfund a project, you can choose your level of financial support. One hundred people each pledging just $5 can go a long way. Even better, your money is only taken if the project succeeds in reaching it’s goal in a specified time frame. This helps weed out the dodgy requests or those that fail to persuade enough donors.

There’s often a small reward on offer, too. It ranges from the undying gratitude of the person/s you’re helping plus the karma that comes from performing a good deed through to more tangible rewards.

When the Choice crowd funding succeeded and my money was taken, this adorable t-shirt arrived in the mail several weeks later:

T-shirtI do give a Cluck!


Then a friend mentioned that her daughter, who sings in an A-capella group called Co-Cheòl, was looking to crowd fund their debut album.

Co-Cheol

I’ve heard this group sing and they’re seriously good. You can listen to them here or here. They have a number of awards to back it up, so supporting them was a no brainer.

Their rewards to donors are pretty good too, like being allowed to download the album, should they reach their goal and produce it. As my downloading skills are still in their infancy,  I opted to receive a real, hard copy of their album by offering a bit more support.

Then I began to think that it’d be fun to look for a project that had almost reached its target but was about to run out of time.  Such a disappointment for them, I thought. So you could then sweep in and donate what was needed to make it a success in its dying moments. Imagine how thrilled they’d be. I haven’t found the perfect one to do this for, but given time – and not too much of  a shortfall – it may happen.

Some projects, though are quite unusual.

Troll

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I’m impressed he’s managed to make it to $13 already. Perhaps the two donors think it’s worth it for the laugh.

#32 Live the Dream … Revisit the scenes of a Favourite Advertisement

At the turn of this century, Tourism Victoria was tasked with promoting Melbourne, the State’s capital, by making television advertisements to showcase the city’s beauty and vibrancy.

They did it with such élan that I can still vividly recall it and have been able to rediscover the grainy, black and white footage of that promotion which cemented my love for this beautiful city. Shamelessly romantic, and set to a background of an overwrought, yet perfect rendition of the classic song, ‘Falling in Love Again’, it was a 90 second love story that ended, like so many love stories, in loss and yearning.

With the Hotel Windsor at its heart, I was smitten.

That was nearly 15 years ago. Now comes the sad news that the Hotel may have to close her doors due to financial and planning woes. The time had come for me to rediscover her, along with the best of Melbourne.

And what better way to do it than:

#32 Live the Dream … Revisit the scenes of a Favourite Advertisement

So I booked into the Hotel Windsor and, together with a friend who had generously taken me to the outback a year earlier, we explored this city all over again.

Hotel Windsor B&W

The hotel’s known as the Duchess of Spring Street and as is befitting her class, is surrounded by neoclassical architecture and buildings reminiscent of the grandeur of Europe.

Parliament House

 Parliament House with its striking colonnade and portico and elegant street lamps sits opposite

Parliament House detail

But Melbourne is much more, of course.

Who could resist a trip into the very nucleus of her existence:

Panorama MCG

The MCG on a Saturday afternoon in August
Richmond v Collingwood.
What says
 ‘Melbourne’ more than that?

MCGAnd close enough to see the sweat and hear the thud of toned body on toned body…

We discovered a vibrant deli tucked away just a dozen metres from the hotel:

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While a coffee at Pelligrini’s is always an option:

Pelligrini's B&W

Or a visit to Koko Black for a chocolate or four

Koko black chocs

Of course, Melbourne shouts its food credentials from on high, so dinner at il solito posto situated – in such a quintessential Melbourne manner  –  down some twisted stairs, into a basement, that’s off a lane, that’s off a street, was the perfect place to sample heritage and new beetroot carpaccio with mozzarella cheese and roasted walnuts:

Beetroot carpacio Il Solito porto

And did I mention a meal at The European the previous day?

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Of course, you’d never leave the Hotel Windsor without enjoying a cooked breakfast served in the elaborate, high-ceilinged dining room with starched tablecloths and silver cutlery.

Windsor breakfast

How will I ever adjust to my life in the country now?

Oh yes, it’s happened again.

Never Leave B&W

A love affair that’s ended with loss and yearning…

#30 Do Something Out of Character

There’s a certain pleasure in doing something out of character, especially when it surprises those closest to you.

I remember some years ago how stunned a friend was to discover I loved Aussie rules football and fanatically supported a – now sadly-disgraced – Melbourne team. Or when another pal found out I boisterously sang along to Patsy Cline on long car trips. I guess nothing in my general demeanour had prepared them for this. Apparently I look more like a theatre-going, classical music lover than a yobbo in the outer who also listens to overly sentimental C&W music.

So recently, when I had another opportunity to

#30 Do Something Out Of Character

I decided to run with it. There I was in Bowral, in the New South Wales Southern Highlands and there was the Bradman Museum. Bingo!

Bradman Museum

Now I confess to finding cricket yawningly boring, but with so many aficionados of the game out there, perhaps I’m missing something. Could a visit to the museum convert me? My first surprise was discovering that Don Bradman wasn’t a tall man, if his bronze statue is to scale.

Bradman statue

Clearly cricket is a great sporting leveller where skill and practice can trump developmental deficits

And the words of the great man were so inspiring that…

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…I began to feel my life, and my character, may have missed out on something very important.

Of course, there’s a quaintness about the Don and I don’t just mean his cable-knit jumper. His noble exhortations don’t quite sit with today’s players’ tendency to relentlessly sledge their opponents and to sneer at the losing team. Not to mention all those match-fixing rumours prevalent on the international circuit…

But perhaps if I could get a handle on all the obscure terms used in cricket, like mid-on, mid-off, silly point and leg slip, not to mention cover point, I too could begin to serve my nation with courage, honour and humility.

Delightfully, the museum caters for absolute beginners, and thanks to this magnificent mural, I’ve learnt so much about cricket that I’m almost looking forward to next Summer’s season and the development of some truly magnificent personal character traits.

Cricket placings…almost

But the best bit of the visit?

Mentioning later to a friend who knows me well that I’d been to the Bradman cricket museum and having her say, ‘You? Visiting a cricket museum? You’re joking!’

#29 Discover an Affinity with the Ancestors

Genetic throwbacks in families can be out-of-the-blue events, and I’m told there was some initial surprise when I was born. In an extended family where everyone was generally dark haired and olive skinned, this new baby with red hair and pale skin, while not unwelcome, was a little unexpected. It seems my mother had forgotten that her late, grey-haired grandmother had once been a redhead.

This has finally led to my investigating my antecedents and in particular, looking to:

#29 Discover an Affinity with the Ancestors

Some years ago, I heard a family rumour that a paternal great-grandfather, despite being of southern Italian stock, was a redhead. Alas, the only photograph I have of him is in sepia hues:

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Were you really a Ginger?
(and it’s okay for me to ask – as Tim Minchin says, only a Ginger can call another Ginger, Ginger)

So it seems that great-grandpapa’s genes combined with my Scottish great-grandmama’s genes to produce the unexpected colouring in a wee bairn a few generations later.

But while I have no doubts about my affinity for so many things Italian (think home-grown tomatoes, opera and anything to do with the preparation of, cooking of and eating of food) an affinity for things Scottish has been singularly missing in my life.

Until recently.

Did you know that every April, Bundanoon, a delightful town in the Southern Highlands of NSW turns into Brigadoon? 

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…to the extent that the sign into town is changed…

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…and even the Bundanoon railway platform has a makeover…

Bundanoon railway in April

And this year, by sheer accident, I happened to be in Bundanoon/Brigadoon on April 9th for the 39th Bundanoon Highland Gathering with my sister who, although not a redhead, has the same Scottish blood and a strange affinity for the bagpipes.

Pipe band

And what can bring a lump to the throat more than hearing a Scottish Pipe Band play Waltzing Matilda?  [click on picture]

How quickly one can develop a warmth for one’s ancestors. The moment I spotted the Highland Gathering mascot with his ginger hair and ginger moustache, I felt truly at home.

McRedHead


Some participants took the suggestion to dress for the occasion quite literally…

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 And who ever said they’re not influenced by advertising…

Walkers shortbread…has never taken real, buttery, Scottish shortbread home and found it doesn’t last long …

ShortbreadBut the best thing about discovering an affinity with Scotland is the news that the Edinburgh Military Tattoo is coming to Melbourne next year.

Bagpipes and Gingers? I’ve booked the tickets already…

#28 Be a Judge at an International Horse Trials Event

Thank goodness for friends. Because without one particular, close friend I would never have been asked to volunteer for my latest outsidethesquare experience:

#28 Be a Judge at an International Horse Trials Event

The truth is, although I had a few riding lessons as a child, I know little about horses and even less about eventing, dressage, cross-country jumping (have I got that right?) and other horse-related topics.

Fortunately, when you volunteer to help out at International Horse Trials, (and doesn’t that sound important?) lack of knowledge doesn’t matter a whit. As long as you’re prepared to sit by the finish line for a few hours and pencil-in the times called out to you by a fellow adventurer with a stopwatch, you can still pretend to be a ‘judge’.

If only I needed a CV these days, this latest experience might just clinch me a job.

 

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And so it was that I found myself seated right here, pencil and paper at the ready, eager for horses and riders to brave the final jump of their cross-country round at the Albury Wodonga International Horse Trials over Easter this year.

I cannot write with any authority on the calibre of the horses, even though they looked magnificent to me:

Beautiful horses

Nor can I comment on the skills of the riders, even though their courage in facing solid jumps almost as tall as I am took my breath away.

Jump 1


There were the nail-biting moments:

Won't she

Will she…? 

Will sheOf course she will!

And horses with riders who seemed to fly over the barriers:

Horse with wings


There were other fun moments, too, like riding an old jalopy around the course…

Jeep

…handing out tea, coffee and biscuits to the real judges and watching their faces light up with thanks.

And who could refuse the chance to get their hands on a real walkie-talkie and use words like ‘Roger’ and ‘Over’?

When you help out at events like these, you realise the massive amount of work that goes into making them run so seamlessly. What a brilliant organising committee the Albury Wodonga Equestrian Centre has.

I can’t wait for next year.

I wonder if they need people with proven pencilling skills to judge the dressage…?

#27 Find Clever Designs (that Really Work)

I’m a sucker for clever designs, and finding an item based on a brilliant idea that also functions perfectly is very satisfying.

Many’s the time I’ve acquired some gadget that looked terribly clever in the shop but let me down badly at home. (I’m looking at you, glorious, streamlined, minimalist garlic press that’s hard to use and gives me much-too-big chunks of garlic)

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…looks will only get you so far in life

So despite the occasional disappointment, finding perfect designs is worth the search and deserves an entry in the ‘101 Fun and Frivolous Activities in Retirement’ hall of fame:

#27 Find Clever Designs (that Really Work)

But while the garlic ‘press’ (garlic ‘thump’ more like) may have been a little disappointing, my Le Creuset® Butter Crock for keeping butter cool yet spreadable in summer has been a great hit:

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Just pack the cup-shaped container with softened butter and invert it into the corresponding jar which stores a small amount of cool salted water in its base. Insect-proof, attractive enough for the table and the butter stays perfectly spreadable when stored on the bench. I give it five stars for design and function.

In an earlier blog – #3 Cook a New Recipe Weekly – I mentioned finding a cushion that unzipped to become a quilt (known as a quillow). Three years have passed since this discovery and my quillows are just as clever and useful as ever, so they deserve another plug:

 

Cushion as a cushion...Cushion as a rug...            

           <—- from this, to this —->

 

 

In a similar vein, I have a small, flat very lightweight bag that I carry tucked away in my handbag IMG_1152

that unfurls into a generous-sized silk carry-bag when needed:

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…and for the nerds among us, folding these two designs back into their original state is as good as doing a jigsaw puzzle

Ever had the frustration of finding that a necklace you want to wear is not quite the right length for the outfit? Well, take a look at this:

IMG_1150Necklace hangs low, or…

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with a slight adjustment, necklace hangs high…

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and all because of this devious little ball with firmly fitting cords that lets you adjust to any length. Very clever!

Wandering through the Reject Shop® recently I came across a set of 6 small wire squares that could be quickly linked together with vertical wire posts.  It looked too clever to be left in the store, although I wondered if this impulse buy would ultimately be a disappointment. Not a bit of it. I went back for two more sets.

Here’s what can be done with light, simple fencing around the garden:

Frame 2…or…

Frame 3…or…

Frame 4And that’s just the beginning. With the eighteen panels I now have, it’s like my very own Meccano set!

Larger items that fold away discreetly are another design delight. I’m thinking of the fold up Robinhood Deluxe Ironing Board® a friend has just bought that disappears so effortlessly onto a wall:

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 Or the Ulisse Fold Away bed I’m working on my sister to choose when she eventually does her renovations:

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So much more subtle than a fold out-couch  

But the ultimate in a Clever Design that Really Works has to be my Moha Crack-it Egg Cracker, which, with a lift and sharp drop of its vertical bar gives the cleanest beheading of the shell of a soft-boiled egg you could imagine.

Let the pictures tell the story:

Egg topper

Egg topper 2

Egg Topper 3

Frivolous?

Possibly, but you’ve got to marvel at the design!

#26 Explore Your City like a Newcomer

A young friend of mine has recently moved to Milan for love – and possibly work –  so is blogging about her experiences at The Impoverished Hedonist.

Dauntie's site

 

She’s finding the experience challenging, because the Italian city’s not the easiest place in the world to be seriously impecunious while seeking out pleasure and barely speaking the language. In addition, if the population of a city doesn’t appear to put a premium on civic pride it can be difficult for the newcomer to see beyond the superficial squalor.

But my friend’s adjusting well to the challenge by seeking out the very best, sometimes hidden, gems of Milan and its surrounds rather than dwelling on any downsides.

So thank you, D (you know who you are) for inspiring this blog entry:

#26 Explore Your City Like a Newcomer

There can be so much to like about your own city, if you just remember to look.

My place is Albury on the New South Wales/Victorian border, which has a mighty river only a minute from the centre of town:

 Screenshot Noreuil B&WThanks to the wonderful River Deck Cafe at Noreuil Park for this image

And I was particularly interested to explore our newest addition, a walking/bike-riding trail that meanders along the Murray River and is dotted with the most amazing Indigenous sculptures along its length called the Yindyamarra Sculpture Walk.

Yindyamurra trail

 

The sculptures speak for themselves, nestled in the superb bushland beside the lagoons and the river:

Sculpture one

Reconciliation Shield by Tamara Murray 

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Creature seatsCreature Seats: Goanna: Liam Campbell, Turtle: Sara Jackson-Edwards, Snake: Raymond Jackson–Edwards and Goanna: Jaidyn Hampton

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Goanna

‘Googar’ Goanna Sculpture by Darren Wighton

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Wiradjuri Woman by Leonie McIntosh 

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Sculpture Walk 2The views between sculptures…

Horseshow lagoon

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Vertical Message Sticks by Girralang (Carmel Taylor)

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Bogong mothsBogong Moth Migration by Ruth Davys

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net‘Maya’ Fish Trap Sculpture by Uncle Ken (Tunny) Murray, Darren Wighton and Andom Rendell

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Yindyamarra missing sculpture

It must be somewhere! How can I not find it? 

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The Bigger Picture by Katrina Weston

or for a completely different perspective:

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The Bigger Picture by Katrina Weston

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by The Wagirra Crew – working on the trail

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Teaming Life of Milawa Billa (Murray River) by Yindyamarra Sculpture Walk Steering Committee 

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Wonga goanna

Goanna by Kianna Edwards

Despite my missing sculpture (somewhere between the ‘Maya’ Fish Trap and The Bigger Picture) the Yindyamarra Sculpture Walk is such a delight that even this not-very-fit novice bushwalker was entranced along its length. And of course, it’s a smorgasbord for keen bird watchers.

The whippet and I even had a close encounter with a snake, who slithered away in horror faster than we did.

We would loved to have glimpsed a mammal but you can’t have it all. And we did spot something moving past us so fast it seemed to be fleeing for its life.  Just a whir and a blur and a flash of colour. Possibly a mamil

Massive accolades to Albury City Council and the Indigenous artists and community for creating this hidden gem.

The trail deserves to be hugely popular.

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STOP PRESS

The mystery of the ‘missing’ sculpture has been solved. Although there are twelve red dots on the map marking the site of each sculpture, I could only find eleven.

But here’s an excerpt from the Council’s newsletter:

Yindyamarra 11 sculptures!

Eleven, not twelve sculptures…

#23 Plan the Perfect Celebration

Although it’s some years until my next major birthday, a recent spate of friends celebrating birthdays-that-end-in-a-zero set me thinking: what’s the best way to organise festivities so that everyone has a marvellous time?

And so to my next activity:

#23 Plan the Perfect Celebration

Many years ago, when it was fashionable, I threw a fancy dress party for a ‘zero-ending’ birthday (honestly, it was fashionable once) and although it seemed to go well and everyone followed the brief, arriving dressed as their alter egos –

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and yes, there was a healthy smattering of bikers, good time girls and men in drag – I was aware that the fancy dress theme didn’t appeal to everyone.

This is completely understandable.

Take regular parties. Some people don’t find standing for hours, holding a drink all that …comfortable.

Image: Wikimedia commons 

BanquetIt took the Romans to understand the importance of relaxed, stylish seating

And studies of the frisky little octodon degus, a small rodent who lives a life spookily like humans, and whose circadian activities have therefore been closely followed, tell us that we can be divided into 3 activity groups: morning ‘larks’, the 10% who are up early and ready to roll, but fade quickly;  the night ‘owls’,  the 20% who like to sleep late and party late; and of course, the ever popular ‘hummingbirds’ as they’re called, that lucky 70% who can rise early if necessary and party late.

Image: Wikimedia commons

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Fear not. Fewer than 90% of these little critters will keep you up with their late night shenanigans…

So my question is: how do you accommodate lark-like friends for whom the idea of an evening celebration is enough to force them to concoct a really bad excuse, even if their spirit is willing to celebrate?

And what about other personality types like introverts, for whom the mention of the word ‘party’ with its spectre of a room full of strangers all carousing happily and noisily, is as appealing as the idea of being water boarded?

Could not all these problems and more be solved by providing a mixture of variety and choice when planning celebrations?  I’m surprised no one’s done this before.

So when my next big event comes around, I’ve decided to celebrate it in a number of ways, just to accommodate all the personality types of my friends.

I’ll send a list of options to everyone, and let each person decide how they’d best like to celebrate with me. And if this involves three or four separate fun-filled events, well, so be it.

So far, I’ve come up with a number of possibilities that I hope will cover most tastes:

  • A sumptuous breakfast … with a view: 

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Of course, I mean a view of the top not from the top of somewhere like Mt Taranaki

  • A leisurely YumCha in Chinatown:

Dimsum Image:: Wikimedia commons

  • A lunch degustation at a very fine city restaurant:

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…and they don’t come much finer than Tetsuya’s

  • Champagne and canapés in the late afternoon followed by a fabulous film:

Cinema experience

  • Or perhaps a Gatsby-style party, where the hostess mysteriously disappears at 8pm… but nobody notices.

I can’t wait…

 

 

 

#22 ‘Attend’ a Webinar

Here’s a question to ponder: if you don’t have to leave home, can you be said to have attended an event?

I considered this as I logged into my latest frivolous activity,

 #22 ‘Attend’ a Webinar

before deciding that placing inverted commas around the word should cover all possibilities.

Some of you may be wondering what this newly concocted word ‘webinar’ actually means.

Think seminar for introverts. A place where you can learn about an interesting topic in real time, ask questions and make statements, but where you remain out of sight and out of earshot of the presenter, comfortably ensconced at home watching it live on your computer. A seminar where you have all the power.

There are several advantages to registering for a webinar rather than a seminar:

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  • you can attend in your pyjamas
  • you can eat and drink during the presentation
  • you can check your emails, take a phone call or update your twitter feed, should you have one…
  • you can take a short nap
  • you can make loud comments with no one telling you to shush
  • You can type in questions or comments so the presenter knows you’re still there and might even mention you by name, and
  • you can leave if it all gets too boring.

What’s not to love?

With the experience of ‘attending’ at least four webinars under my belt, I can now postulate they can roughly be divided into four categories:

  • The Hard Sell
  • Serious and worthy
  • Helpful and earnest
  • Fun and frivolous

The first category should probably be avoided, unless you really want to commit to an outlay of $298.99 per month for 6 months to buy something that will probably never work for you like it works for the persuasive salesperson running the webinar.

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…love the selfless afterthought…

One of my earliest webinars was with the Tax Office, learning how to be a good trustee. A very serious, very worthy, if somewhat dull topic but surprisingly well done and helpful, if you need to know how to be a good trustee.

Then I tried one on ‘How to Sleep Well’, but as the speaker still hadn’t joined the webinar 20 minutes after the advertised start time, I surmised she’d overslept.  I left feeling a little jealous and with no helpful or earnest advice about sleeping.

But the prince of webinars was the one where I was taught the ins and outs of using Twitter. I use the term ‘I’ literally, as it turned out that I was the only attendee.

Mr Twitter was ever-so-helpful and answered all my typed questions and responded to all my comments, which are easy to submit:

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But after about 20 minutes of the scheduled 60 minute webinar, this ominous message suddenly appeared on my screen and contact dropped out:

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Uh oh.

So much for thinking I had all the power.

Looks like it had all got too boring for Mr Twitter…