Because of persisting internet issues, I don’t think I’m going to be able to get much up here today.
For some reason, my router appears to have duplicated the home network, added a “2” on the end of it and is refusing to let me connect. It’s a Local Area Network problem, which means I can’t blame anyone. And that’s annoying.
This apparently autonomous behaviour is mildly concerning, but as long as it doesn’t go on to influence the rest of the household electronic devices and appliances into some sort of revolt, especially bearing in mind that the dishwasher can be particularly militant, it’s not the end of the world.
And that’s because I really can’t be arsed to be arsed. It’s a twin step apathy thing. There is football to be watched and – after another dreadful night last night – brandy to be drunk and sleep to be… well… slept. I hope.
Stop Press – network connection reappears just long enough for me to – oh wait – it’s gone again. Bugger.