The mobile phone signal came back at 11 a.m., but still no Internet connection. What little frustration this is causing me is significantly outweighed by the fact that, since I can’t deal with the orders or list books online, I have the luxury of having little option but to read a book, so I started reading another spoof autobiography, Augustus Carp, Esq., by Himself, a book I’d never heard of, but which Anna found in a bookshop in Edinburgh and thought I’d enjoy. This is more like the old days, before the tyranny of the Internet, and it was an enormous pleasure to spend the entire day
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