Alas, poor camera

Blogging has been light of late partly because my inspiration comes partly from what I see and photograph each day. The photos provide a reminder that I need to rant manically about something when I get home. Without the photos, I am nothing. My memory is a porous as cheese cloth.

My problem is that I have taken no photos this week. It's been so cold in the mornings, I haven't been willing to take a glove off to use the camera. Then when it did warm up slightly today, the camera had a hissy fit. "Lens error". Oh dear. That's when the camera fires up, but the lens doesn't pop out.

It's not surprising. What is surprising is that the camera has lasted this long. It goes out in all weather, gets wet regularly and the kids abuse it foully.

Although the lens wouldn't extend when I was on the road, it did agree to make an appearance when I got home.

The problem was a smear of vegemite under the lens covers. I think I know where that came from - only two people in this house stick their fingers in the Vegemite jar, and I am not one of them.

This will completely horrify my American readers who have sampled vegemite - we now buy it in 450gm jars (that's about 1 pound). We go through one of those jars every 2-3 months. Can you comprehend the idea of ingesting half a pound of vegemite per month?