Technological Problmes

A small, roundish child carefully picked up my computer and flung it on the floor yesterday. I came downstairs in a glow of contentment, induced by a really strong cup of tea and a perfect omelet (two kinds of cheese-Matt’s been practicing) brought to me in bed, to be shattered by the vision of my computer on the floor, upside down, the cord horribly mangled in a fall. I coaxed my machine to life and found everything ok.

So Matt is kindly sharing his cord with me while we wait for a new one.
Blogging may be light until it arrives.