Back from holiday, and back into the routine, so the day is spent scripting, filming and editing my weekly vlog. My wife suggested a subject (special assistance available at airports for those of us that require a little help), so that’s what it’s all about.
The only symptom that is impeding my progress is my voice, which is (to my ears) slurred and indistinct. I change the settings on my neurostimulator to group “A” (because those settings appear to have slightly less of an effect on my voice) but I still have many retakes before I’m anything approaching satisfied with its clarity – if I listen to myself and can’t be certain of the words that are coming out of my mouth, then how can I expect anyone else to understand me? At least the subtitles, that I routinely put on all of my videos, help a little in that respect.
It’s another very cold day here in Southrepps, so I split a few logs, fill the log basket and light the fire quite early in the day.
The dog eats something that she found whilst out for our afternoon stroll (Labradors do this!), and promptly throws up over the rug in the lounge when we get home – so half an hour of precious vlogging time is spent on cleaning up after her. It’s an achievement, therefore, to have finished the video, uploaded it to my YouTube channel and published it by the time my wife arrives home from work.