Well, after seven of a half weeks of passive-aggressive call centre calling, we now have the internet and all is well in the world. Well, actually, all is most definitely not well in the world but now I can find out all about what is wrong with the world through the wonderful conduit of the internet.

The reasons for the delay in getting hooked up are unknown, but apparently there are five wireless routers that were supposedly posted out to us which are actually just floating around...

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Well, hello there everybody!

Apologies for the lack of bloggage of late (you were all gutted, I'm sure) but, as the title of this little ditty indicates, I am in the process of moving house and so everything that hasn't been packing/organising for the move has been a blessed relief and grasped quite forceably. To say that we're all looking forward to the move is a little bit of an understatement really - Jonathan, Luke, Simon and I are all treating the move as though it is going to...

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Now that's the sort of title which, what with the last post's cliff hanger, should make people get all concerned for me but lick their lips for the juicy details at the same time. Of course, I am just playing a little dramatic game with you all and the BAFTA story is nothing so horrific but it has made you come back for more, despite its frustratingly easy resolution - the sonic screwdriver of my LiveJournal, if you will (I hope Steven Moffat gets rid of the damn thing for a while).

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Thought I'd just post my Livejournal blogs straight here until I am imaginative enough to write TWO.

This must be the longest blog in the making. I tried to start this bloody thing when I returned from London and became distracted then I tried again and ended up on the phone to Liz instead. Right. Let's try it again, third time's the charm and all that. I saved what I had written before Liz called so I will try to carry on from that point...

Right, let's see if I can...

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