Yes, it’s today. I had no idea. Seriously.
I saw a telegraph pole on the street last week that interested me and took photo of it a few days ago, something I could use on the blog over the coming weeks. Then, in one of those moments of the most amazing serendipity, when I was googling up telegraph poles this morning I came up with this post from the Telegraph Pole Appreciation Society.
On this special day they urge us to
get outside and….
hug a telegraph pole
take a photgraph of one
write a poem about one
I have been observed in my teaching practice and the conclusion was that I am following the humanist model. That’s interesting, I said, because I have never heard of it.
My saying that, and being prepared to admit I am happy to keep on learning and relinquish the authority that you do whilst you toil in your state of deep ignorance, only proves the humanist point.
The only downside is that my deep-rooted papryophobia, which only just noses out my fear of grids and boxes, is still affecting my overall grade because I just don’t fill in the forms properly. I could of course live my life a little less and fill out the forms a bit more, but it’s not a trade I feel like making just now.
The photograph uploading wire is still lost, but my sister is in a synchronised tangle so I don’t feel too bad.
We have many, many wires in this house. Wires for charging mainly. My side of the bed is notable for an unsightly tangle of crossed wires.
This morning I find I cannot lay my hands on the wire I need. That being the robust three wires as one wire that connects my camera to the laptop. Therefore we are going to have to wait for all the exciting photos from Newbury racecourse, Wisley and Devon. They should make a camera with Bluetooth.