Since we got back
safely to the UK, it feels as though the world of technology has been ganging
up against DH and me. We arrived home in Wales on
Thursday of last week to find that our phone line was out of order. Thankfully
the engineers were able to come out the next day and have repaired the line
after a fashion, but the phone is still crackly and our broadband is poorly again. Even
the arrival of a brand-new router this week hasn't solved the problem
completely, which is why your wonderful posts are piling up in my Reader faster
than I can read them, let alone comment on them.
The dishwasher too
chose this week to down tools decisively. I’d forgotten just how much
washing-up two hungry people can generate in a day and how long it takes to do
it. The more expensive model we chose last time not having lasted as long as we
had expected, we chose a very basic one as a replacement and I already love it.
Price is definitely not everything…..
Then there was the
jungle which we usually call a garden. We always expect it to be pretty shaggy
by the time we come back from our summer in France, but this year’s enormous
rainfall has nurtured truly rampant growth everywhere and it’s taken every
spare minute when it hasn't been actually pouring down (not that
there have been too many of those since we got back) to begin to bring it back
under control. I did mention that gardening is my main form of
exercise, didn't’ I?
The crowning touch to
a difficult week came when I logged onto Blogger earlier in the week to find
that the powers-that-be at Google have finally carried out their threat and
have pulled the plug on my beloved and comfortable old Dashboard. I hate the
new interface with a passion because it is just so difficult to use for a
person with cataracts and mine are definitely getting worse. This will be my
first post using it and I am not looking forward to the experience. I may be
some time….
