It’s a fact of life that some people understand computers more than others. In our household, I work on the computer on a “need to know” basis. I’m perfectly happy with my limited knowledge of e-mails, blogs, writing letters, and accessing Google and Trade Me. Anything more technical is Robin’s domain. He can tackle spread-sheets, internet banking, fix printer malfunctions and run clean up operations to take nasty things off our hard drive.
Our caravan buddy Bill was having problems with his computer, so Robin and Dot, (friend, neighbour, caravan club member and fellow computer geek) rode into battle to help him out. I went along for the ride, which took us up and over the Wainuiomata Hill. Known in earlier years as Nappy Valley, Wainuiomata was the place to be for young families wanting affordable housing. Dot and I had owned a home here in previous lives.
Huddled around the computer, Robin and Dot made a few changes while Bill looked on. Bill then did a couple of test runs to make sure he was happy with what they had done, and could access the programmes he wanted to use. All this took a couple of hours, punctuated with a working lunch. At last the computer geeks declared their work was done, and the computer was deemed ready for service.
It was time to head home. As we drove down from the top of the hill we could see the Hutt Valley and hill suburbs laid out before us. The Hutt Valley is where I was born, grew up and did my schooling – I have many happy memories of this place.
The tide was out as we drove around the Pauatahanui Inlet, and we commented on the recently built walking track – we really must come and walk it’s length one of these days. The inlet is a very important place ecologically, being the only large area of salt-marsh and sea grass in the Wellington. It is home to many species of migratory waterfowl and wading birds, and there are hides dotted about for bird watching. We often see grey herons quietly going about their business on the water’s edge as we drive around the inlet.
For whatever reason, it always seem much quicker on the homeward drive. Luckily we were early enough to miss the commuters driving back home along SH1 so we made good time back to Levin. The computer geeks can pat themselves on the back for a job well helping out a friend with his problems.