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Come Mon­day evenings its time.

By now you all know that my youngest is in Geor­gia, USA com­plet­ing a year as an au-pair.  Mon­day nights (mine at least) are our ‘Skype nights’.  Time to catch up on what hap­pened both sides dur­ing the week; time to ask about the pho­tos she’s posted on Face­book (us women always need to know more!); time to hear about the adven­tures and shop­ping expe­di­tions of the week­end, and time to see if every­one is doing okay.

One of the joys of liv­ing in our beau­ti­ful coun­try is that you still can­not com­pletely rely on online tech­nol­ogy.  For the last few Mon­days we’ve only been able to call with­out video from my side.  The upside is at least I get to “see” her.  And tonight that also didn’t work very well — first just blurry, then the video feed got over­layed with some­thing I can only describe as a water-effect, and finally a checkerboard.  You can imag­ine what hap­pened to the sound!  Our chat lasted a whole (frustrating) 25 minutes.

Mod­ern tech­nol­ogy goes a long way in terms of stay­ing in touch and I can only imag­ine what it must’ve been like in the “pre days” — that is pre–Face­book, pre-Skype and pre-Email.  Then you can imag­ine how this (posted on Face­book this just a few min­utes after the failed Skype call), meant so much to me.  It’s an entire con­ver­sa­tion.  Enough said…