I heard on the radio last week that Rowan Williams, Archbishop of Canterbury, is currently on sabbatical leave. I thought, hmm, nice work if you can get it ... never having had so much as a sabbatical week. So I checked and found that Williams has only been in the job since 27th February 2003.
I don't remember any other Archbishop going on sabbatical leave either ... please correct me if I'm wrong.
DW
Move Office 2007? Don't Bother
When I installed Office 2007 I did so on an external drive DELIBERATELY. I did that partly to save internal hard drive space and partly because I need to keep Office 2003 going.
The other day I decided I would move Office 2007 to the internal hard drive and set System Mechanic off on the job.
I started it and when it got to just 40% completed when I had to go out, I paused it. Got back in and set it off again whereat it whizzed along to 60% complete fairly quickly. Then it stuck at 60% for a long time and I let it run over night ... got up on Friday morning to find it had made some progress but was still only 60% complete.
Let me cut a long story short and tell you that after 48 hours the thing stalled at 60% complete. I stopped it and am now no further forward. I had to stop doing various things because System Mechanic was "moving" things around so I lost some productivity. No surprise though in this modern day and age where one buys software that promises so much and then delivers so little.
I will now do what I was going to do before I got System Mechanic in on the job: uninstall and then reinstall Office 2007. The only thing that's worrying me really is anything to do with Outlook since I do rely on it for a lot of my communications.
What a waste of time. Reminds of the last time I went to see my GP.
Visiting the GP
I was ill last week as you know and I talked to my GP by phone and after he'd promised to write out a prescription for me, which he did, he said I should go and see him on Friday afternoon, 48 hours hence.
Friday afternoon came and I got to the surgery: it was still a bit of a struggle for me and I was drained when I got home. Anyway, as I was in the waiting room I was summoned to the receptionists' desk and they thrust a form at me that asked me to agree to being filmed during my consultation as the good Doctor was filming all of his consultations this afternoon. I agreed, ever keen to become a star in any way that I can.
I got into the consulting room and it was a bit tidier than normal, well I didn't notice any books and files all over the floor anyway. The Dr even had a clean shirt and tie on!
He let me start and I told him this and that and that I was sleeping but not resting and then described a dream I kept having during my illness. Well, he latched on to that and we spent quite a while as he tried to analyse my dream.
Now, given that I'd had a fever and had a serious ear infection, I just want to tell you that at no stage did he take my temperature and neither did he look into my infected ear to check on the efficacy of the antibiotics he had given me ... which is why I thought I'd gone there in the first place.
Given the way that I manage my life and business affairs, I left the place with the feeling of being glad that I'm moving to another part of the country soon. I know people who would have ranted and raved and insisted on an examination. Not only am I moving house and region but I knew that I was seeing the ENT specialist in Oxford within a week and I was confident that the tablets were working. I'd also bought myself a good thermometer too so I knew that my temperature was now well within normal limits.
I despair and am jealous of anyone whose GP is even just a bit better than the one I am describing here.
DW
