Our old landline was beginning to be faint on the sound even when fully turned up. It was time to invest in a new telephone. Friend W went with me to choose one and we chose a BT 8500, which seemed relatively easy to use.
Oh dear. Teething problems have caused severe frustration over the last few days. I must point out that these problems have absolutely nothing to do with BT8500 and everything to do with my lack of technical ability/tendency not to read instructions carefully.
After a lot of careful reading (finally) I have my list of phone numbers plumbed in and the various modes set. It is lovely to be able to hear people properly again (I am quite deaf). I have still to set up the answer phone which is incorporated in the device and I still have to set up a caller display (one of the reasons I wanted this model). Then I should be up and running smoothly (fingers crossed).
My poor son has had to come round several times to sort me out after I have pressed the wrong button. I must say he has remained calm throughout.
A friend tells me that her husband bought a new mobile at the week end, put it in his pocket and while doing various jobs accidentally dialled 999 - first he knew was when a squad car arrived. Glad it is not just me.
Farmer is haymaking in earnest. He has just gone up the lane to shake up the crop laying in the field; he has been followed up the lane by a big, black cloud.