If I told you that I've lost a lengthy message to you lot you'll have some idea what I'm feeling right now. 
The internet has been messing around on and off for a long time. In spite of MacS getting bogged down in a lengthy conversation with a gentleman in Mumbai (and barely understanding a word of support) he managed to remain sort of focused. Although his eyes did glaze over at one point.
MacS believes the assistant helper asked him to find "a pin"...
There followed an awfully long pause when nothing happened. MacS was being asked to do something or other with the pin when I realised that the flashing amber light on the hub had changed to green. He therefore thanked the gentleman most sincerely and slumped into a chair...faint from lack of nourishment and mumbling obscene words under his breath.
It's a damp and windy day in Kintyre. Rory has returned to bed. I'm about to read the list of emails. Pleased to be back in the kitchen.
By the way, Wobblybits A new hip will make a new man of you. Mrs WB is in for a treat. You went to a great deal of trouble to bake your bread. I'm impressed.
What made you fall in love with comedy?
Tony Harrison Bereavement poem
Alphalock - like wordle but harder!


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