• Because a) it blew a gale and rained like a monsoon yesterday and b) every Tom Dick and Harriet in the vicinity were busy on the innernet, yesterday I couldn’t even load a page.Not. one.single.page. All Firefox could give me was Page Error Page Error Page Error. Waaaah!
  • This makes me want to have a large ranty tantrum and phone up Vodafone and give ‘em a piece of my got-damn mind.
  • To add to my frustration this also meant I missed out posting about Anzac Day for the first time ever. 
  • I am on my second to last dark chocolate-coated marshmallow Easter Egg out of a pack of eight which is either a sign that I’ve gone off chocolate, or that I have extreme powers of self control.
  • However, I have noticed these powers don’t seem to crank in when there’s a bottle of chilled wine sitting in the fridge.
  • I am supposed to be studying Christina Rossetti’s poetry, but keep loitering on Facebook. Again with the self control.
  • Lately I’ve been waking up with sore, aching joints in my fingers. Gout? The beginnings of arthritis? Or just part of the “aging process”?
  • Miss 8.7 and I watched Back to the Future on telly last night. Actually, she watched it (and thought it was really, really cool) – I nodded off and ended up snoring “like Boris” apparently. Yep, all class, me…
  • Pippa and Max got into an all-out scrum with our neighbour’s Blue Heeler on this morning’s walk, almost dislocating my shoulder. Oh Cesar, where are you when I need you? 
  • The electricity for the Beige Barn is going in this week. Four weeks and counting, tick, tick, tick!
  • The Other Harf has informed me (in accountant mode, with his spectacles and green visor on) that for a 40th birthday present I can go to the UK later in the year – by myself. I have been thinking that as much as I’d love, love, love to do this, I’d really rather we all go to the Gold Coast and take Miss 8.7 to Movieworld and Seaworld and to visit all her second cousins in Brisbane.
  • I need to go and stick the Sunday roast in the oven. Wee lambikins, fresh off the Geordie neighbours’ paddock only a matter of weeks ago. Yum!
  • Sunday bullet points, over and out….