I’ve been busy over the weekend.
Doing the usual weekendy stuff: cutting the grass; cleaning the bathroom; fixing the stupidly-expensive cordless hoover… that sort of thing.
And also, building this little project from April’s Practical Wireless.
G0PJO’s wonderfully simple design was a joy to build… and cheap too!
I think total cost was about 22 quid and that gives me a highly accurate clock, along with Latitude and Longitude coordinates; temperature and air pressure readings and a Maidenhead Locator too! It will even show WAB squares… if I wanted it to, but I didn’t, so a quick tinker with the very well-documented code switched off that particular function.
If you are looking for a quick and simple – but worthwhile – project to get the soldering iron going, then I can heartily recommend this.
Today – as young Bren was keen to point out to me, ridiculously early this morning – is my birthday.
So, how old am I?
At least, that’s what my kids are always telling me.
But, age is just a number, apparently.
However, it’s a number that my head disagrees with and my knees complain about… constantly.
I do exhibit many of the tell-tale signs of advanced age, though:
I have no idea what is number 1 in the charts and I doubt I would recognise many of the artists. The best decade for music, of course, was the eighties.
We all know that.
I have no idea about many of today’s ‘celebrities’ – they’re just unfamiliar faces on the front page of the tabloids, as far as I am concerned.
And I fondly remember sloppy disks; diskettes; Compact Cassettes ; VHS, Betamax and Video 2000; Laser Disks; Walkman(s); Fred Housego; Anneka Rice; Kenneth Williams; The Goodies and Bless This House; Stingray and Joe 90 and much, much more.
Better times, I reckon.