Irritating Service Provider

A whole week of arguing with ISP to try to get a MAC reference. 


"We are unable to generate it because of the kind of contract you have"


"Eh?"


"You have MPF"


"Eh?"


"Metallic Path Facility; a MAC number cannot be generated"


So because the ISP has stuck me with MPF (Whatever TF that is and is a matter I was given no choice about), I am unable to change providers with a simple MAC ref but would have to cancel the existing broadband and start from scratch with a new provider (which would take about 3 weeks apparently).


A truly fiendish stitch-up.  Not a Happy Bunny.

Pwned!

Blind Possessed Choirboys

Laughing is, in my opinion, one of the top three or four sensations available to human beings.  This makes me laugh like a drain even after many viewings.

Unrelated visual: new hanging basket

Happiness ...

... is in your own hands

Lux salis

... of which more later

Pimp Mah Pavilion

Apricot

Awoken at 4 of the morning clock by the rustling of plastic bags (in which are stored hundreds of beads and semi-precious stones). Turning on the light in order to remove whichever cat has decided they are playthings, I see the cat simply staring at a bag moving, so it appears, of its own volition.

"Oh shit, they've brought in a rat", was the first thought and so I threw a heavy cardigan over the bag, took the whole lot outside to the river bank and out fell a tightly-curled up adult hedgehog! No way the cats could have dragged Mr Tiggywinkle in so he must've wandered to my bedroom under his own steam.

No photo of the actual beastie alas, as camera batteries on charge. Here is a very similar critter. Note: cardi straight in the wash; hedgehog fleas are vicious - I'd tend not to put them on the kitchen scales either.