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what have I done to my Digis ma??
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I have a computer/digi camera problem.....all of a sudden (seemingly) about half of my beautiful hi res photos have been converted to 640 by 480 res....has anyone got any idea what i did and how to undo it please??
I transfer them from card to hard drive using the card reader slot and the cut/paste option in "my computer"
I transfer them from card to hard drive using the card reader slot and the cut/paste option in "my computer"
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For more on marking an answer as the "Best Answer", please visit our FAQ.Morning all - well don\'t know if it\'s in sympathy with you all, but my spine has started to travel eastwards, whilst the rest of me stays put! It was twingeing the other day but now it\'s painful again. And poor Mr N, his kneecap has dislodged itself since Friday and it usually clicks straight back but not this time, so he\'s limping and still working, poor thing. God, this getting old- where\'s the fun, what\'s with all these jolly happy people that I see on the adverts with their shiny teeth and CAT health scans leaping about on holiday in Sandals!!!
Morning all...oh dear, more ailments, get well soon everybody xx
Glad you made it at last Vinny and just be thankful that Devon has dropped down in my list of places to move to! It's not dismissed altogether yet tho' :o)
Got a bit of a hair disaster myself Kit, I don't know what happened but it's just not right & the front bits end up looking like a Dutch bonnet...(leave it!). As for fighting I couldn't knock the skin off a rice pudding at the moment...plenty of mud around though. I'm not sure how much I'll be around today (Charlie's in frantic itching mode again) so I hope your journey is safe & not too uncomfy for you...will be thinking of you. It's a year on Friday since I lost my brother.
Neti, can you check your mail please, I think I've gort a prob & I see you're the only one tottering this morning.
Glad you made it at last Vinny and just be thankful that Devon has dropped down in my list of places to move to! It's not dismissed altogether yet tho' :o)
Got a bit of a hair disaster myself Kit, I don't know what happened but it's just not right & the front bits end up looking like a Dutch bonnet...(leave it!). As for fighting I couldn't knock the skin off a rice pudding at the moment...plenty of mud around though. I'm not sure how much I'll be around today (Charlie's in frantic itching mode again) so I hope your journey is safe & not too uncomfy for you...will be thinking of you. It's a year on Friday since I lost my brother.
Neti, can you check your mail please, I think I've gort a prob & I see you're the only one tottering this morning.
nice weather yesterday and as I'm feeling a bit chirpier we drove to Westonbirt Arboretum - gorgeous autumn colours, bright red acers and goldenplanes everywhere. Half-term, so lots of kids throwing themselves into mud puddles, but it's a big place and didn't crowded at all.
We also tried out our new TomTom, though it's probably Thomasina as we chose the female voice - we'd been told the man sounds like John Cleese. As I expected, I knew better than she did on home turf but she was very good out in the country, and directing us to the nearest service station. It's funny having half a dozen satellites peering down at you; I kept expecting her to say 'Dandruff warning! Next left, pull over at Boots in 300 yards and get some T-Gel.'
We also tried out our new TomTom, though it's probably Thomasina as we chose the female voice - we'd been told the man sounds like John Cleese. As I expected, I knew better than she did on home turf but she was very good out in the country, and directing us to the nearest service station. It's funny having half a dozen satellites peering down at you; I kept expecting her to say 'Dandruff warning! Next left, pull over at Boots in 300 yards and get some T-Gel.'
Hi Robi, yes all received, over and out, but strangely my yahoo isn\'t (or wasn\'t ) working so send myself an email and it appeared. It\'s all going downhill from here!!
Charlie itching, me also although not so bad, ahem has charlie been visiting me?? went for a llight amble, not too far, and twingeing is easing slightly, but knees wouldn\'t hold out for a long amble!!
Charlie itching, me also although not so bad, ahem has charlie been visiting me?? went for a llight amble, not too far, and twingeing is easing slightly, but knees wouldn\'t hold out for a long amble!!
hello all this spending money is hard work....feel like I am soley propping up the economy. Anyway floor man is organised, have ordered new rug and doormats and a runner to protect posh new floor and chosen some new curtains. We are waiting to hear from kitchen man on final cost before we commit (feel like i should be committed) and are bracing ourselves for various spells from hell as various folk come in and rip apart/reassemble bit of our house...now I know why we never did it before...just couldn't face it...we still need to find wall and floor tiles...al this choosing is making me dizzy. Sorry to hear that you are all not tickety boo. I am bracing myself to have two teeth implanted..I really don't want to but can't bear the thought of going toothless and am one of those sensitive palate individuals who can't wear a plate...so bionic gob it is
Evening, biddies. You know, it's strange. When Dad died, I wrote something on here about how you're never prepared - which is true, on one level, but on a spiritual level I was so completely and mysteriously prepared I've been hesitating to write about it, for fear of sounding too weird. But so be it, then, 'cos I want to talk about it, it was too profound an experience to be denied.
The night before the morning Dad passed away, I was sitting comfortably but I wasn't drowsy or anything. I was thinking about how nice it would be if you could travel in time back to your parents' youth and be like a fly on the wall, seeing them "live" in some of the situations that you've heard them tell about hundreds of times. What brought these thoughts on was, probably, the fact that a well known elderly actor had spoken on the telly a few days earlier about how he signed up for The Swedish American Line as a youth http://en.wikipedia.o...Swedish_American_Line
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The night before the morning Dad passed away, I was sitting comfortably but I wasn't drowsy or anything. I was thinking about how nice it would be if you could travel in time back to your parents' youth and be like a fly on the wall, seeing them "live" in some of the situations that you've heard them tell about hundreds of times. What brought these thoughts on was, probably, the fact that a well known elderly actor had spoken on the telly a few days earlier about how he signed up for The Swedish American Line as a youth http://en.wikipedia.o...Swedish_American_Line
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Well my Dad did too, when he was just sixteen he ran away from home with a friend and they worked their way to New York on one of these ships as kitchen helps to begin with, the object of their desire being to see the (1939) World's Fair.
No sooner had I finished the fly on the wall-thought than I truly felt transported to the time and place (Gothenburg) when Dad embarked his ship. I saw him walk up the gangway and I saw him turn his face upwards as he did so, to check out the people that had already embarked and were now leaning against the railing on deck. He was so young and eager, so full of expectation. What got to me is I really felt I was there, it wasn't like a fantasy and nota bene this was before the rib painkillers ;-) When the vision was over, I knew Dad's time was up but it didn't upset me, it was as it should be. It has helped me a lot, this vision. I think I was susceptible to it partly because I hadn't slept more than a few hours here and there for a long time (due to the coughing), but it wasn't like a sleep deprivation hallucination at all, not one bit. Difficult to explain but it ran deep and it's helping me let go of a whole lot of family sh1t, of which there's plenty.
Anyhoo. Neti I hope you and Mr N get well soon, we can't have any more of this, really we can't! Jno, that IS luvverly.
Well my Dad did too, when he was just sixteen he ran away from home with a friend and they worked their way to New York on one of these ships as kitchen helps to begin with, the object of their desire being to see the (1939) World's Fair.
No sooner had I finished the fly on the wall-thought than I truly felt transported to the time and place (Gothenburg) when Dad embarked his ship. I saw him walk up the gangway and I saw him turn his face upwards as he did so, to check out the people that had already embarked and were now leaning against the railing on deck. He was so young and eager, so full of expectation. What got to me is I really felt I was there, it wasn't like a fantasy and nota bene this was before the rib painkillers ;-) When the vision was over, I knew Dad's time was up but it didn't upset me, it was as it should be. It has helped me a lot, this vision. I think I was susceptible to it partly because I hadn't slept more than a few hours here and there for a long time (due to the coughing), but it wasn't like a sleep deprivation hallucination at all, not one bit. Difficult to explain but it ran deep and it's helping me let go of a whole lot of family sh1t, of which there's plenty.
Anyhoo. Neti I hope you and Mr N get well soon, we can't have any more of this, really we can't! Jno, that IS luvverly.
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