We still don't have internet at the new flat. Despite organising the contract over six weeks ago and the line being connected over four weeks ago the internet provider has as yet failed to provide us with the wireless router. C, my flatmate and the account holder, has called them repeatedly, and repeated promises have been made that the package is in the post, being re-sent, will be with us shortly, and so on, but as the router is sent by Royal Mail 1st Class they have no way of tracking progress. We are all extremely frustrated. I can check emails and do internet banking at work, and even keep up with all of you in my lunch break (hello to everyone who has joined me from Tea for Joy, and thanks Lynne for featuring me) but I can't really sit and blog myself which I miss. Tonight I am at M's using his internet while he packs (he is off to Japan for three weeks from tomorrow) and on Friday morning I am off to Glasgow for the weekend with my parents to visit the Glasgow Art School and the Mackintosh tea rooms (any other suggestions/tips of what is good to do whilst there welcome), and I am hoping hoping hoping that by the time I return Virgin will have got their act together and sorted out the internet situation.
In the meantime, I leave you with a couple of pictures from Easter Sunday in Southwold, the blue sky looking as serene as I wish I felt. Humpfh.