h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

You have Thomas Tank engine? Best I can do is Bob da builder, me I have more of a rinkytinktink BONK thing going on and it got a bit odd when we bought a new 'puter last year and it had a different tune who knew? dialup modems have their own unique ringtone

Each one lovingly built by highly trained flant craftsmen to a unique design

Whereas, these mass-produced broadband wizzy things...

Yeah but, you see... emm, broadband is kinda useful if you need to use the phone occasionally, ya know?

*wiggles finger in ear with a grimace*

You need to use the phone at almost 1am?

The takeaway shops are so irresistable.

*kicks paper bags away*

Nah, hun, I use the dialup at 1am 'coz I needs da phone free during the day. It is quite tiresome, really, the kids want feeding as well occasionally. All vey distracting, you know.

methinks that time has arrived.

'night you guys

I'm going to be in dial up for the next two months. Does that mean I'm part of the cool and froody set again


How much padding does that sock have? I was wondering if I bang my head against the half a brick thinking it was a wall I'd get less bruising than the other brick wall I'm banging my head against

And you would've gotten away with it, if it weren't for them meddlin' kids.

Night.

Night Wilma

Mawnin' !!

Evenin'

Or, more accurately, Early hours of the mawin'

Ah well, afternoon then. Oht he joys of dial up, I'm giving myself vertigo, dipping in and out of the 'net and checking the answer phone How's NZ this fine Saturday, kea?

I'll get back to you later to check answerphone again

It's Sunday morning now, but nothing sunny about it. It's alright though because we need more rain and this time it's raining properly

22:13pm in dark damp and cold Nodnol

we have a but I am not about to venture outdoors to look at it properly. Fireworks are deafening, the smell of sulphur permeates the air. Way too spooky for me

The smell is unbelievable round here It's like Gettysburg out there...

I thought a bomb had gone off earlier. Was expecting fire engines and different kinds of flashie lights.

but also moment earlier in the evening:

My big strong Trog started out of his sofa laden 'infrontofthetelly' sleep with a daft expression on his face. When I asked him what was wrong, he said 'I was about to suggest we go to the bomb shelter'...

I was a tad gobsmacked, to say the least... then we both burst out laughing.



Just a normal Saturday night 'chez Neanderthal'

Not the ideal end to a snooze

Nope