And I’m back (online)

Heyyyyyy!

How you doin’?

Crikey, I sound like a cross between Joey (off of Friends) and The Fonz (off of Happy Days).

So.

I have moved house.

Yay!

I have been without t’Internet for four-and-a-half days.

Boo!

But now I have it back.

Yay!

But not the fibre-to-cabinet I was promised.

Boo!

Apparently when Openreach tells an ISP that “fibre-to-cabinet will be enabled on 25th September”, that translates, to you and me, as “fibre-to-cabinet will be enabled on 14th October”.

No, me neither.

But if I supplied IT services to my customers like that, I’d be out of a job yesterday.

Or on the 26th September.

So anyway, here I am on cranky old copper until the middle of October.

Or until the middle of April – because Openreach do seem to speak a very special language, and one which only they fully understand.

I also have a new job, that I started on Monday.

I’m currently commuting on the VFR, because it’s a fun little bike and makes me smile every time I hop on.

If I open my wrist I can do the door to door trip in a smidge under 22 minutes.

If I don’t hoof it, the journey takes precisely 30 minutes.

My route is, essentially:

• northwards on the A426 (crossing over the M6 and then crossing through the A5)
• join the M1 (north) at J20
• leave the M1 at J21A, onto the A46
• leave the A46 and pick up the A50 (south)

I’ll have to video it, the M1 leg is much less stressful than one might think, but sometimes the driving/cycling I see on the A426 stretch has had me in fits of laughter.

Simon, ace mobile motorbike mechanic from Banon’s Motorcycle Service, did a very clever job of fitting a video camera on to the VFR.

Oh.

And remind me to tell you about Simon servicing the VFR a few weeks ago.

Right.

I’m going to celebrate having broadband by sticking the kettle on and ironing a shirt or two.

Laterz.