Until recently droning on (and on) would have had connotations of boredom, the hum of bees’ wings and the chanter of the bagpipes.
But times change and having gone through the intermediate stage of a method of killing baddies (or people with different views from you in any case) the humble drone is now a helicopter-like piece of apparatus with a fitted camera.
And we’ve had one in the lounge for several weeks now awaiting it’s maiden flight.
The long time (or long suffering) reader will (may) remember all the fuss we went through trying to buy the bl00dy thing.
Well it’s sat here awaiting for the daughter to get enough confidence to send it skywards. I’m probably dead for mentioning this but she’s not a subscriber (oh wait! She is!) but she never reads the stuff her dad writes anyway so I’m probably safe…
Up to today this week’s been another sort of do-y one with a soupcon of networking and rather too many emails thrown in but today has been much less usual.
We start with the odd networking outbreak but, with an hour each way, I’ve done four hours before arriving back where I started.
She has the odd issue with mornings so it’s never an enjoyable task parting her from the covers but at least with a purpose to get up for it was not as hard as usual.
Some quite interesting company at the networking this morning including my first table where we had:
- Wedding planner
- Hog roast specialist
- Security and protection firm, and
- Exhibition consultant
I tell you – the temptation to ask if she was an exhibitionist was sooo difficult to suppress…
But I did and there’s a first time for everything.
It’s a difficult meeting to get back from as it involves travelling around the Salisbury ring road at 09.00-09.30. Less a ring road more a car park at that time of day.
So I plotted a cross country trip to join the next major road east which would have involved skipping one of the more congested bits.
Far from it.
Or not as the case might be. The road I travelled down DIDN’T go where I thought it should.
Got to a point I was expecting to cross a minor road and go straight on I get a dead end sign.
Not helpful really. Three microseconds to toss a coin (otherwise I’d likely have started a traffic jam of my own) and chose the wrong one.
Hindsight is such a wonderful thing!
Okay. Short break there…
Actually slightly longer than anticipated (imagine the hand on face emoji).
Osteopath appointment – one and a half hours including travel – then best part of an hour doing bu99er all.
May not have been a particularly chargeable day from a revenue earning perspective but it HAS been 11 hours without a break so I think I was due one.
Coin tossed and took a road that converged with the one I was trying to avoid and, to rub salt in the wound, before the traffic jam!
Back to drone flying and droning.
Quick shout out to Mike of Solent Sky Services for his time spent with us today.
Much appreciated showing a novice and her dad how to fly. A drone obviously, none of the Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy idea of throwing yourself to the floor and learning to miss…
Especially as, after carefully charging everything in sight, she missed the *!*! controller.
Can’t fault her tooooooooooooooooo much – the charging port wasn’t all that obvious but it did lead to Mike running home (not all that far TBH but even so) and bringing out his professional kit for her to fly. A MUCH bigger piece of kit than her Mavic Pro but the controls were much the same he explained.
She is currently using all the internet bandwidth uploading the footage taken otherwise I’d share something from the day.
That’s enough for this week as the yawns are making it difficult to see what I’m typing.