The internet has driven me quite demented today...every page I've gone to it has announced gleefully that it isn't responding...like I can't see that myself...then Windows pretends to check for a solution...it never says anything...doesn't say Whoops, your internet connection is rubbish or Can't find anything wrong Mate...go and do some crochet instead.
When we first had a computer we had dial-up...that was a barrel of laughs...it was at the same time I was doing the animal rescue with Maureen so the 'phone never seemed to stop ringing...of course, the very minute I picked the 'phone up the internet went off, so I'd have to start all over again...a friend fiddled about with it and made it ten times worse. The day dawned when we saw a man up a pole in our street...a massive tangle of brightly coloured wires in his hands...he shouted down that we'd lose the head altogether once he'd finished with the brand new internet connection...
I did finally kill that incredibly irritating little bloke who'd pop up on Word...the one who'd suddenly appear and say It looks like you're writing a letter...would you like some help? My replies would have made your teeth curl so they would...in the end I managed to murder him and he's never re-appeared since.
But the terribly posh lady who used to announce several times a day that the Avast security thingy has been updated went away on her own...Himself says she's been sacked, I think she's on maternity leave actually.
There was a time when I felt bereft if the fuse in the plug for the radio blew and I didn't have a spare...then it was if there was something wrong with the television...now it's the Internet connection...