Saturday, August 29, 2015
It was the red one which replaced the small blue one that I used to ride around the house dressed as the Lone Ranger, aged three.
I don't have any photos of my second tricycle.
I am fairly satisfied that it looked pretty much like this one on the left.
It had a boot at the back for the trip to the grocers'.
I seem to remember that the boot was big enough for a packet of cornflakes and a bag of potatoes.
I have vague memories of pedaling for miles.
Surely, it wasn't so far?
It was the first time that I was able to leave the confines of the Rectory garden.
Surely, I can't have been alone?
I don't remember anyone being with me, so taken up was I with my new found freedom.
I had quite forgotten about that red tricycle until now.
A few months later, it seemed rather childish, that tricycle.
I can't remember the colour of the bicycle.
I remember going around the garden shakily, feeling total exhilaration at the speed, at the feeling of being on two wheels...
Then a catastrophe struck.
I remember distinctly crashing into a patch of nettles and brambles.
I was stung by my overconfidence, by my wounded pride.
It was too late.
There was no going back to the tricycle.
I had outgrown it.
It was consigned to memory.
There was nothing for it.
I would have to learn to keep my balance, to steer correctly and to give hand-signals on the open road.
"So are you bringing your poems to Reclaim Hosting?"
I was a little surprised that my 'secret' dabbling in WordPress and my 'secret' domain had been uncovered by Jim Groom.
On the other hand, I felt reassured to be messing around in a sandbox with people that I was familiar with.
I was not alone with the buckets and spades.
I have been working on a website for the CLAVIER network.
After exhausting all other "solutions" (excuses), I resigned myself to figuring out how to set up a domain, how to make a blog look like a website and vice versa.
I spent a long time trying to avoid it.
Wouldn't a Google site do it?
Wouldn't a Blogger blog do it?
Nope, they wouldn't do it.
Wouldn't someone else do it?
Nope they wouldn't do it.
I tried to find a hosting solution at the university.
Nope, that wouldn't do it.
I tried to find a hosting solution in France.
Nope, I didn't know those guys, that wouldn't do it.
I need real support.
I blame the people at Connected Courses.
I was so happy with my red tricycle.
It took me as far as the shops.
I am way off my beaten track now...
I tweeted a message to Maha.
She tweeted a message to Reclaim Hosting.
I tweeted a message to Cogdog.
I tweeted a message to Cogdog.
I studied the CLMOOC website.
I studied the CCourses website.
I studied the Virtually Connecting Website.
I studied Cogdog's website.
I studied websites...
I know pretty much nothing about bicycle maintenance...er code.
I cheated and found an application: "WordPress Theme Detector"
I started to understand a bit more about Themes and Plug ins.
I read the posts on setting up a blog hub.
I looked again at the posts on setting up an Activity Bank.
I studied the Youshow: Unit 5 found on Cogdog's website.
I signed up to Reclaim Hosting.
I was so shocked how easy it was to create a domain that I did it three times, just because I could.
The euphoria was short-clicked.
Those sounded like nettles and brambles.
I rode shakily around them.
I found a Theme.
I was on familiar territory.
It was rather like Blogger.
I found pages.
It was rather like Google Sites.
I started getting adventurous.
I crashed into the brambles and the nettles.
What TF is a sticky post?
What TF is a sticky header?
What TF is a featured picture?
I was beginning to miss the red tricycle.
I could almost hear my brother laughing at my desperate crash.
Oh the shame...
I have resigned myself.
It's too late now.
In a few months, I will have forgotten about the trip to the shops for the cornflakes.
I will be going further afield.
I will be roaming new domains.
Now what shall it be?
Another crash in the brambles and the nettles...