Dear Reader,
How are you? Hope you are ok. I thought i’d post you this, as I feel I haven’t been updating you as regularly as i should.
What I’ve been doing this week? Well, I’ve been working away as usual, trying to please the bank manager. I got a pay rise, which is nice, but cleverly just about covers the start of my graduate loan repayment, which is a little annoying. On Thursday, I was just settling down for an afternoon’s emailing in the office, when who should come and sit next to me but an old school friend! I hdn’t seen Nick since 1995, and he was in fine form, even managing to stay behind for a quiet beer after work.
When I’ve not been working, I’ve been unpacking boxes, unpacking more boxes, moving boxes around, and generally spooning myself into my new house, which is very nice, if a little smaller than the last one. My friend Jac should be arriving soon with a van to move the remaining bits and pieces.

Talking of Jac, he’s had PC troubles. The poor thing finally gave up on him, which worryingly coincided with a piece of software I gave him. He took it to the the PC World Clinic, whose job, you’d think, is to repair broken computers. Not so. They refused it, presumably on the flimsy basis that it was a broken computer that needed repairing. Jac swore, and as a final flourish tried to storm out the store entrance, failing completely.

BT kindly offered to come round and install our phone line in our house last week. It was only after they finished that they found that, while everything inside the house was beautifully installed, they’d completely forgotten to get any form of cabling into our house from the exchange. So, a couple of days late, we now have internet at home, bringing my long-suffered internet drought to an end. No broadband, mind, as our neighbours have decreed we can’t dig the road up. They have, however, decided to present us with a lovely pot plant and welcome card, forming our unexpected moving-in present.
Of course there has been the usual social frolics. A small trip to Michelle’s brother’s house for a barbeque (nice house, that), an all expenses paid chinese meal with 8 others at Head Office, all sorts of things.
Anyway, I hope things are going well with you. I know that a few of you have sent in some complaints about the lack of posts – some of your kind words could bring a tear to a glass eye, they really could.
Speak to you soon,

Wibbler

Well, I now live in Liss, and I can honestly say the the lack of internet is a blessing. Monday morning, I was up at 6am, packing away my beloved computer, and stuffing every little thing into the nearest box. Come 9am, the removal van arrived, and so began an exhausting day of packing, moving, shifting and travelling. At 10am, we found that the next door neighbours had complained about our order for broadband internet, worrying about digging up the shared driveway we all use. So, no broadband for us. Then, the removal van managed to carve two tyre trails through the aforementioned precious driveway, prompting another neighbour to come and start shouting at us. Bless them. And then the removers decided we had too much stuff, and doubled their charge. So, all in all, a highly eventful day. We’ve only got one more neighbour to annoy now…

Well, this is it. Tomorrow my family and I are moving to another house, this time in Liss. And tonight is my last taste of broadband for a while – the new house is one of only four houses in the area unable to get cable or BT broadband. What on earth will I do? Will I survive? Highly unlikely. I’ll have loads more time, for one thing. I wonder how I’ll cope… tune in next week to find out…

Please all drop your bags for a moment and welcome Jac to the world of Broadband. After hours of toiling the NTL’s woeful installation, he finally managed to get online this afternoon, after phoning me up with the classic broadband newbie question, “I may be being stupid, but how do I disconnect?”
Tremendously, in 3 weeks I move to a house without broadband. Excellent timing…

Oh. My. God. – Impossibly catchy. I can’t stop watching. HELP. (only for people with broadband, or a spare 10 minutes)

David Hasselhoff as you’ve never seen him before… (broadband link here). Has he no shame?