… that I had a late night last night, I had a really good, uninterrupted sleep.I’d been on my travels too, concerning a search for two young boys, one of whom was discovered dead and the other one who was discovered alive.<\/p>\n
When the alarm went off at 07:00 I was well away. and I wasn’t much better when it went off at 07:15. The chimes of the clock outside at 08:00 galvanised me into action and I soon joined the hordes of people at the breakfast tables.<\/p>\n
Breakfast was over quickly and I was back upstairs to finish off a few things that I’d been doing. and then I came back here.<\/p>\n
Three hours later, I still hadn’t been able to upload my blog from yesterday onto the internet. The connection here is totally rubbish. And it’s not my laptop that’s at fault because I’ve been checking the connection with the mobile phone. And that’s having the same issues as the laptop as far as connection goes. I found out subsequently that the connection here is a simple dial-up connection shared between 70-odd residents. Broadband hasn’t yet arrived here and the idea of installing a satellite system has totally gone over the head of the proprietor.<\/p>\n
That isn’t the only argument that I’ve had here either. The brat finally touched the raw part of the nerves and I roared at its mother “I’m here to relax, not to play babysitter to your noisy brat” and she carted him off for a short while as I stormed off up to my room to eat my butty and to crash out.<\/p>\n
This evening I went into Vresse sur Semois for a bag of chips, and discovered that there’s an internet connection in the cafe. I can see me going there again for a coffee and a use of their connection because this place really is now eating me up.<\/p>\n
I came down here at 20:00 to check the news and upload today’s blog. It’s now 22:00 and I’ve not even read half of the news, never mind written my blog.<\/p>\n
I am so fed up, but I can’t afford to go anywhere else. <\/p>\n
