Monday, 27 August 2012
I arrived yesterday at a friend's house on Merseyside after a very pleasant 240 mile drive through sun, torrential rain and every other season except snow and ice. Leastways that's what it felt like. The one thing one has to say about weather in Britain is that it's not boring. Which is more than can be said for the fact that we Brits hark on about it incessantly.
My first question after arrival was "Do you have wifi?" An affirmative answer brought a smile. An evening trying to figure out why none of my things would connect to it brought bemusement. This morning it suddenly occurred to me that I'd had a similar problem with my wifi in NZ and the whiz guy had had to re-programme the router. Anyway this morning I am using a combination of a very weak signal from a neighbour's BTFon (I love BT for their Fon) and a hotspot created by my mobile phone from the Vodafone network (an intermittent signal but wotthehellarchiewotthehell a signal is a signal).
There will be no fancy posts from me and I have only been able to upload one of my Blogland pals posts so far to read and comment.
This morning I thought I was back on Lewis when I was woken by the sound of wind and rain on the windows. This might not be a day for exploring but rather one for sitting in front of the fire with a book. We do have to load the car though and prepare ourselves for an early start for the Big Journey to Italy tomorrow.
Bye for now.