Weekends

should be much, much longer. In fact, the week should be the weekend, and the weekend the week. That would make more sense than arriving at Sunday eary evening and realising that it's time to prepare to go to work again. Boo.

Spent a lovely Saturday night/Sunday morning with friends in Eastbourne. The loveliness of it was marred by the chugginess/purring noise made by the car. I think it's tappits, but it'll probably turn out to be another one of those pesky dust trays. For those of you who may consider how unlikely it would be for a car to have two dust trays, go back a stage. Why does a car need one dust tray? An issue from the early days of this blog, and stillnot resolved.

Have read on the front page of blogger about Audioblog. How cool is that? I like the idea, but I've never had much faith in machines interpreting what I say. I don't even really like the phone, and at least then there is another person on the end of the line (mostly).

Hubby says that I should go back and edit my previous posts to show that I am now clever and can link things. But I think that (a) that would make a nonsense of two whole posts (which would be foolisher), and (b) that anyone reading this should understand the particular frustrations I sometimes experience in the blogging world.  ¶ 7:34 PM