Yesterday was the most frustrating day. I decided to make number three out of my four cakes I always make at Christmas (one for us and three as presents). I needed to get it into the Aga early because I needed to cook the Sunday lunch in there later in the morning. (I have an Aga cake baker, which cuts down the baking time on fruit cakes).
I went on line to see my e mails and in mid-reading of one I lost my internet connection. I was without it all day, although the blue light was on. It came back on at around six o'clock in the evening.
It did strike me just how much we have come to rely on the computer for so much in our lives. Yes, I still have friends who refuse to have anything to do with it - and I personally think that is their loss, but the trouble is that when it sudddenly 'goes off' - when suddenly all connection with the outside world is lost - there is a huge sense of frustration.
It almost made me want to go back to the old method of pen and ink - almost, but not quite.