the country

Well, Ms B has finally, three days in, managed to get onto the internet at Southwold library, which had of course been close for the bank holiday weekend. But there is no facility here for doing anything other than surfing, as if no one had any work to do; so I can't upload any of my various deathless writings off my poor baroque little USB stick till I get back to the 21st century. And the enter button here doesn't work, so new paragraphs are but a dream. Don't even get me started.