Saturday, 25 April 2015

Broadband day.

Our broadband arrived and, thanks to Robyn, it was installed without any problems.

Here's an extract from the instructions;

"For the next three days or so, your broadband speed might go up and down. That's normal. It takes that long for your broadband to find the best speed for your line. You can help it along by leaving your xxxxx on all the time and using your broadband as much as you can for the first few days. If you've got questions about the speed of your broadband after that, go to xxxxx"

"Use your broadband as much as you can for the first few days"

Well that's a bit inconvenient!

Talk about offering a bottle of vodka to an alcoholic.

Talk about offering Theodore the Chipmunk a cream covered waffle.

We, gorged ourselves.

I spent some time watching the 1965 Monaco Grand Prix, which I am a bit ashamed of.

Then I watched someone who'd put a dashcam on his Toyota Supra and drove in convoy at top speed with his mates along 'The Atlantic Highway', which is in fact a little country lane that runs along the coast of Cornwall from St. Ives to Lands End; one of the most beautiful and enigmatic roads in Britain.

I flew in a balloon over central London as dawn broke or over eerie rock pillars in Turkey surrounded by other hot air balloons as far as the eye could see.

I took a helicopter ride and I sailed on a boat in the North Sea.

So that was a complete waste of money then.

Neil Harris

(a don't stop till you drop production)


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