After a week of arseing around trying to find a solution to my image editing needs, POW. There it was. Right in front of my face. Or even on my desktop.
tl;dr I used the old iMac.
The current version of GIMP doesn’t like the BIMP batch manipulation plugin that I use. The workaround was to run a legacy version of GIMP.
But the new Mac OS 14.0 doesn’t like the legacy version of GIMP that I use. I batch edit around 250 images a day, for work and pleasure.
I’ve played around with other batch packages, but none can deliver the colour levels and clarity that I get from BIMP.
Late last night I had a thought: Hey! I’ve got a legacy version of GIMP running on my really, really old Mac OS on the iMac that is gathering dust.
I fired it up first thing this morning.
POW.
RIGHT IN THE KISSER.
It’s not ideal running (i) old Mac OS and (ii) even older legacy software. But it gets the job done.
Modern tech is overrated, Comrades.
The latest Streets Ahead podcast was a great listen. The premise for the podcast is to promote all things active travel. We’re talking cycling, scooting, walking - my kinda shit.
This episode looked at the disinformation online surrounding ULEZ. It was pretty scary to hear the lengths that some people will go to as they try and take control of the online agenda.
I had a mid-morning friendly coffee meeting with L to discuss future plans. I made the short walk down to the bottom of the town.
In Mundane News: the Colne Social Club has had an exterior lick of paint. About time, fellas. It’s not changed in the 13 years we’ve been here; it’s probably not changed in the 100 or so years since it has been in existence.
The meeting was great. It was a little difficult at first to hear one another with the Church bells opposite in full peel.
It turns out that this morning was the Town Civil Service. It’s the first time that I’ve not been invited.
All the great and good of Weird Wiv were gathered to celebrate civic life.
I’ve answered my own question why I wasn’t invited, Comrades.
We tried to get a selfie in front of the Essex County Council chauffeur driven car with the ECC1 registration plate. By the time we headed out, the car had moved on to the piss up at the Loveless Hall.
Chin chin, ECC Dude.
To Dedham! On the road bikes!
I had to put some air in both bicycles. We should have been riding these all summer. The easy option has been the Raleigh electrics. This was possibly the final time this season for a roadie roll out.
The transition from electric to pure road took some getting use to. I don’t drive, but I imagine it’s like swapping a tank for a mini.
The riding position caused me the most issues. It didn’t feel natural to be back down in the drops again. We both agreed to take it easy for the 36km circuit.
It was a true autumn ride in every sense. Some of the lanes still had puddles from the overnight rain. Leaves were falling into our path as we pedalled along.
We passed not one, but two separate pony and traps.
Essex, innit.
The roadies were stored away for another season. I’m electric all the way through until the Spring Classics, BABY.
A buggered off back down to Sunny Stockwell. I walked her to the station.
I lie.
I walked her to the station so I could squeeze in a sunset photo shoot with the PEN F.
There was nothing too different from the norm. Same route, same shots, same style. But I wanted an SD card full of files so I could try out the new / old workflow using BIMP.
The highlight of the walk was seeing a young kid using a pogo stick down by the Quay. Good effort, young kid.
Shout out to the black cat who came close to using up its lives by playing down by the Paget Road train line crossing. I thought of trying to steer it away. I feared it may bolt and run towards a train.
Cats are a worry.
I managed to avoid the rugby bollocks. I’ve managed to avoid the rugby bollocks for the past month. I’m rather pleased with myself.
DO ONE, rugby bollocks.
Oh yeah - I’ve been playing a lot of Dire Straits of late. This is no bad thing, right?