I have just now managed to get broadband.
Finally.
Once the modem arrived it didn't work.
It took two more phonecalls and the patience of a saint. I also had to lug the Tv out of the wall, replug all of my appliances with extra power boards etc and pretty much almost kill myself moving it from my phone line to my /sky line and back agin several hundred times.
The USB cable (or 'the blue one') is about half a metre too short to be of any use to anyone but there you go.
I'm exhausted
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- Hmm where to start? Born in Ireland, the countries I have lived in(i.e. been obliged to pay tax in) are Ireland, The US, Scotland, Hong Kong, Australia and New Zealand (where I currently live). I love to travel and have massive debts to prove it. I work for a publishing company but am going to follow the lead of some other blogs and not talk too much about my place of work as that is the kind of thing that could get you into financial and legel difficulties. Plus I like to save that kind of indescretion for office parties. I have the two best cats in the world. Puck is four and thinks that he is an orang utan. He lives in the bush near our house and is a solitary creature. Pinot is one and is certain that she is a springer spaniel puppy. she likes to fetch, greet people as they arrive and see people off the property and she makes noises that are in no way proportionate to her slight frame.
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I had the exact same problem with a courier company a couple of weeks ago, where they swore that something had been delivered. Three times. It was only when I pointed out that it wasn't practicle to deliver the same thing three times - implying that they'd arrived, given me the thing, I'd handed it straight back and asked them to deliver it again at the same time the next day - that they accepted that they might have a problem with their records.
Couriers suck the world over.
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