Week 11 brought blue skies and warm, sunny days. Anyone who lives in the UK will know that this combination tests the resolve and self-discipline of most. What to do? Soak up rays or sit pounding the keyboard? Many have no choice. Currently, I do. So it's week 12 and I haven't completed my piece for week 11.
'What me worry?' as the unfortunate-looking adolescent adorning MAD Magazine was wont to say. I can drag out the next chapter of the anathema Cowboy Heart. Not quite in the spirit of the enterprise but a pragmatic response to dissipation.
With the arrival of week 12 and departure of the sun, my broadband goes on the blink. Cue relocate computers, modem and router, run wires in trippable places so that my provider can conduct monitoring and tests to resolve a recurrent problem once and for all. Ho-hum. So come and save me Holly, on your journey Back East.
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