My broadband continues to drive me crazy. Lots of calls to my ISP and several apparent cures, but again it's back to being seriously unwell. It seems I have about a tenth of the download that I should be getting on this phone line, and even that is a fraction of what most city-dwellers take for granted.
Our fault for choosing to live at the end of anywhere, I suppose. But it really ticks me off that this fraction-of-a-fraction service I'm getting is charged at the full rate.
Anyway, you don't want to hear my moaning. The point of this is to say that this blog may not get the loving care it usually enjoys. While I'm gone here's a nice picture.PS Happy Valentine's Day. May your red roses be rosy - and your cheeks rosier still.