The ramblings of an aging body housing a mind that still thinks it's 25!
Saturday, March 29, 2014
The Gorse Fox is twiddling his thumbs in the hotel. It's just gone nine in the morning and he needs to get the taxi at at one-thirty for the five o'clock flight. He would love to go out for a walk to the nearby park (visible from the hotel) - but colleagues have warned him to stay put. Shame to visit such a vast and vibrant city but not able to actually to wander about, safely.
Just irritate the Gorse Fox this power adapter seems to have given up the ghost so he is relying on what residual battery power he has in the iPad, and his phones.