Of which Dick Dastardlies do we speak?
The bandana that gets most usage is the red one; well, it's now red on the inside but very pale pink on the outer. It can't be reversed, i.e. worn inside out, because worn that way, the thing just won't lie down following the contours of my head. Like with those woollen hats that are otherwise fantastic protection against the wind down from the Alps, both items of apparel climb upward to the top of my head, and in the case of the woollen one, lend me the appearance of a pixie or garden gnome, neither of which match the svelte looks of the Nikon. Obviously, that has to be a no-no. The other bandana, the traditional navy with paisley pattern border, never sat properly, so it's worn only for housework.
Regarding the infarctus topic: it was little fun lying in bed, either time! And no, I wasn't 'on the job' as the saying goes, I was asleep and then awake. Fortunately.
"As an aside, you can bet if there's a confrontation here on LuLa that RobC will be in the middle of it. What exactly is it about you or your posts here that attracts so much strife? Is it something you seek or enjoy? Is it like this for you in the real world?"
Where does that come from? What have I missed? Dammit, everything passes right over my head - must be that bloody bandana! But Keith, isn't this the real world?
Heart attack No.3 felt very close half-an-hour ago. I had shot a cellpic at lunch, which I shall post here, and when I connected up the mobile, it wouldn't transfer to Samsung's Kies software that I'd installed in W8! I reinstalled and reinstalled and now have given up. So, back to the XP computer, and from there I have the shot on the external drive and can slot it in here. Microsoft has no idea the amount of sheer hatred that flows its way from Mallorca. This very W8 topic arose at a bar straight after lunch - a further case of hatred, but this time from a US citizen here. On the other hand, hatred unites people; the haters, that is.
Slobodan, I hope your wagon can continue its travels in peace, with no flaming arrows marking its pristine canvas!
P.S. In all the excitement of covered wagons, I forgot to say that the pic illustrates what's decor in the eatery that I found open today.