Well, it's been quite a week

On Thursday I left Cambridge just before 6am and arrived in Scotland at 1pm. On Friday I did the journey in reverse, ending up at the Old Shed at about 10pm last night. There were trains, buses, planes, taxis, trams, cars and feet involved. No boats, which is something to be thankful for, I suppose.

My internet has not been connected at the Shed (major grrrrrrr) and this morning I spent 2 hours on the phone to BT uncovering the depths of incompetence which had led to this. Apparently the person I spoke to when I was arranging the phone and broadband to be transferred laid the address out slightly differently for the two accounts, which made them think that there was no phone line at the address where the broadband was supposed to be activated. And no one thought it would be worth contacting me to tell me that there was a problem. So now they can't connect it for another 10 days. Which, if I were actually living here, I would be exceptionally cross about.

At the end of all that, I had a killer headache and was sick. Those are the times when it's nice to have your mum living next door. So I've been sleeping most of the afternoon and now I'm at Mum and Dad's house, using their internet and feeling a bit better.

I was supposed to have gone back to Cambridge today but couldn't face the journey. I'm not sure I'm looking forward to doing it tomorrow now. I'm contemplating taking the car and smuggling it into Cambridge somewhere. I can't get a parking permit so I'll need to be a bit sneaky, but right now it seems a lot more appealing than lugging bags onto yet more trains and buses, especially on a Sunday when there's bound to be engineering works somewhere along the way.