IF you are reading this non post, it is because I am stranded on an island in the Atlantic Ocean (and Blogger scheduler was forced to go on without me).
It's not a tropical island either (duh), so there's no bikini, Hawaiian Tropic, or paper umbrellas adorning my drinks. Chances are good that I am wearing a Mac and Wellies with no need for sunscreen, and there's no pool boy delivering virgin coladas.
Are those violins I hear?
When the weather goes bad over here in England, so does my internet. Something to do with above-ground cables blah blah blah. I bet the rest of the world has internet when the wind blows...
Anyhoo, after a year of grumbling, we finally convinced BT to send us a new router. One that doesn't require that we switch it off for a minute four or five times daily just to get email out. That was a week ago. A. week. ago. In a country where Amazon can deliver your package an hour after you order it (ok, slight exaggeration).
Apparently either BT or Royal Mail don't work as efficiently when the wind blows either.
Please Help. Send cables.
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For crying out loud, tell Busby to get the lead out and put your Internet Service inline...some things never change...but I will always love the distinct ring of my British phone while we were there, lol!
Sandi
Oh bloody hell. But I still love you.
I hope that router comes soon. I got skype, woman.
Oh dear. Hope you get your router soon. And if I see any pool boys carrying trays with virgin coladas on it, I'll send them your way. :)
Hope you are having a good weekend.
If it makes you feel any better, we used to have the same kind of router that we constantly had to *reset* as they so lovingly referred to the on/off process. And you know where I live.
We got an entire new system so I at least have all new problems now. Just different. At least this way we know computers will never run the world. I think...
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