Stubble

So....
yesterday the internet, randomly returned, lulling us into a false sense of security because 23hours later it vanished.

Just in time for the Deutsche Telekom appointment. Alas and alack he didnot rappel down from a helicoter, although he was wearing mostly black. I let the teen deal with him as both appeared fully conversant in geekspeek. Frank (hell yeah, we're on first name terms with DT employees now) agreed that the problem doesn't lie in our house, he rang someone 'back at base' and left, confidently telling us it'd all be sorted...someone would call us.

Someone did, but according to the teen, it was a someone who knew less about our issue than the very many people he spoke to on day 1 of the N.I.*

Ho hum.


* No Internet, or in teen speak, 'the end of the civilised world'