Blinded by the light...
Yesterday afternoon and evening were mainly spent turning the air blue with ripe profanities. I should point out that I was alone, so unless the two woofers have started to understand more than 'walk', 'dinner' and 'stick', there wasn't much chance of offending anyone. More's the pity. You'll guess that I am talking about the internet after my throw away comment yesterday afternoon. Living in the countryside, I fully appreciate that my internet speed might be slightly slower than town and city dwellers, but my internet is something else again. Some months ago, BT got in touch telling me all about their new superfast fibre broadband which was now available in my area. I have since found out that the fibre optic part fizzles out down the road, with the last mile made up of tin foil and a rubber band as it limps into my modem. When the husband informed me of this, all I could think of was two bean cans at the end of a length of string. Com