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I can't keep up! Technology moves at too fast a pace. I thought I was pretty good at computers, having used one since the days when you had to feed a number of hieroglyphics into the beast every time you wanted to type a capital letter and then a reverse symbol after the event. That was back in the 1980s and the printer had a continuous perforated stream of paper where you had to tear off bits before it was presentable.

Now we have the internet and apart from the joy of instant communication with the near and dear - and the far and dear, via email, there is the bottomless timewaster pit of computer games. It isn't as if I played games I can win. I only play the ones I really cannot win and that, unfortunately, is the challenge. So, how can I, a self-proclaimed intelligent woman, my spouse and various offspring ask me, spend so much useless time, chasing playing cards round the screen? Dunno!

Then came Skype and we embraced it with open arms. Fantastic to see the people you are talking to and I don't mind being skyped when I am in my dressing gown since I don't put curlers in my hair!

I even blog, as you may have noticed. But I don't twitter. I don't you tube, I don't facebook, I don't I-Chat and I am bemused when I get messages which say '....... wants to be my friend'. Particularly when it is one of my grandchildren!

Where will this end?