Tuesday 29 October 2013

Google Hangouts


I wish somebody would tell me how these bloody Google Hangouts work. It keeps popping up saying, "You were in a Hangout", and I just wasn't. What's going on? I'm busy enough as it is, having to look after Robbie the Dog day in day out, without the added trauma of Google telling me I've done things I haven't done. And now I've got this new Samsung phone without any buttons on it. How I get the photos out of it, I've no idea. This woman from Dagfields was telling me I just have to hold it near the computer and the photos just get absorbed into it. I don't understand that at all. I'm meant to be going to Norfolk, but I'm just so worn out by technology that I can't face it.