Cold and Coal Dust
In keeping with every other shift I’ve made in the last year, a significant degrading of Internet connectivity has been experienced. Every time I thought I had acheived hook up to the “Intarwebs” (my Lolcat reference for the day) something has come along to crush my fledgling hopes.
So – there’s been a gap in my blogging.
At least for this blog – I have been able to get the odd post up on … the other Blog… and I notice, with something approaching bemusement, that WNTC has been mentioned in dispatched by the Daily Telegraph and this has pointed a significant amount of traffic in that general direction.
Curiouser and Curiouser, said Alice.
As for me… I am cold.
There’s a picture I’d like to show you but we’re still having connection issues.
Blame Telstra Next G Wireless Connectivity. Edited – that it took three weeks to fix!
Lord Knows I do.
To add to the fun, instead of coming home covered in a distinct layer of red ochreous dust, I now return to my domicile with a darker shading of charcoal. My normally redhead-white skin takes on an Ansel Adams thing with black dust.
I am at a Coal Terminal, (to answer some questions) where the coal is unloaded from the trains and then shifted onto a conveyor for onloading onto ships and then out into the world.
Gold to Uranium to Aluminium to Coal in one year.
I would also like to show you the stunning progress of the fabled Laceweight Christening Gown – except we have two problems. Firstly, the pictures won’t load and Secondly, there isn’t any. I’m so tired when I get home at nights, I can barely breathe.
This, as they say in the classics, is Not Good.
Anyway – it’s Sunday, it’s a shorter day to day and I’m hoping for some serious zzzzzzing this afternoon!
Catch you all later!!!
*hugs* to you all