Tuesday, 29 March 2022

Credit 23 May 2014, 140 x 140

 “You wouldn’t be alone,” said the man at the bank. “We accept a new customer every four minutes.”

Reginald had been sitting at the customer service desk for at least eight. So, that was two more new customers then. Was he supposed to be one of them?

“Don’t forget a credit card gives you extra protection. We’re liable if a sale goes wrong.”

There was that. The blue and white card with the gold chip did look tempting. He’d be able to pay for the holiday upfront. Maybe he’d get the kids some new things.  A nice evening dress for Sophia too.   

Then he remembered when the bailiffs came and took everything. They’d had to sleep on the floor that night.

“No thanks. Now that I’ve got my credit record straight.”

The bank man sighed. No target meeting today, then.   

Tuesday, 15 March 2022

Pastry cooks 7 June 2014. 140 x 140,

 

“So what does this do?” Meggie juggled the mouse so that the cursor wavered over the picture. 

“It’s just the file-name, Mum.”

“Oh, so why a cat-flap?”

“It’s our cat-flap. I’m programming it so that only Mitzi can use it.”

“You’re programming it? You don’t know how to programme.”

“Didn’t. Do now.” Alice looked up. “Mum, will you quit with all the questions. I’ve got to get on, you know.”

“And you say this is your homework?”

“Yes!” Alice threw her homework diary towards her.

Meggie retrieved it form the floor and opened it. She read the latest entry. “Use your Raspberry Pi to help you invent a useful gadget for your home.”  

It sounded more like something you might eat for dessert.  “Custard tart for pudding?”

“Not hungry. I just want to work with my Raspberry Pi