Great excitement getting broad band, and  it took quite a while getting it sorted on my software!  Now I can get into the Net without that guilty feeling of running up my telephone bill even more.  But I still find it often difficult to understand the jargon and think I must get some help from the whizzkids in the familly!
   Cat is spending a lot of time in the bath waiting for me to run a splash of cold water.   Perhaps she is lacking some vitamin or is sensing me getting ready  to go to France for Easter, because on hearing rustling of paper I discovered her in the bag of Easter Eggs!  Luckily I found her before she had torn off the paper.  It had been quite a performance getting these eggs as I had decided to get them from a special shop in Chelsea.   This meant catching the usual and only bus -the 22, to Beaufort St. at Worlds End [where there is a Moravian burial ground all buried standing upright!]     The road makes a sharp bend to the left and stops, so I know I have arrived.  But this time I checked that I was right because as I stepped off there seemed to be a vast open space.   Slight panic as there did not seem to be a pavement!   Then a man and wheelbarrow appeared and he explained the whole block had been raised to the ground! and he helped me to the crossing.   I arrived at the shop by its delicious smell.   After having purchased very expensive chocks and complained about the shops and cafes that had gone, I asked how far down the road was the bus stop .   The assistant  insisted on taking me along herself.  People really are so kind. and so full of free tasting she helped me back on the 22.  It was freezing and I was glad to be back home.
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