Nothing (much) To Report

Ooo! I’ve just bought a dishwasher, and it is indeed smashing. Go on, pelt me with tomatoes for not being very environmentally friendly, but I will just poke my tongue out at you. (I recycle most of the rubbish possible, so doesn’t that even things out? A bit?)

Anyway -dishwashers are like broadband. Washing up is dial-up, and that’s something that should be confined to dusty museums. Every street should have free wireless broadband, I reckon :D That would be ace.

Dial-up never seemed so bad at the begining - I remember being at college, 5 of us sat around 1 pc waiting for a picture of a car to download (that was our “go” on the internet) and even writing this I can hear my future grandchildren laughing at me for the internet being so crap in the olden days. Humpf.

But I have indeed reached a certain age, when spending a Saturday night watching the outside of a dishwasher working has become quite comforting and not at all sad. Well, it definately beats watching yet another load of police/detective dramas that seem to be on every channel every day of the week at the moment. (Ooo dear, that almost turned into a rant)

Anyway, all that time I’m saving not doing the washing up I can now spend talking about the youth of today and tutting.

 Time well spent.

-moosh