My internet battle has not changed despite all my best efforts. Last night, I ended up re-setting everything, taking away two extenders so we are now down to just one. My thought being there would be less things to go wrong.
I then bought an external aerial and three mesh extenders because I have been meaning to do that and I felt my hand was forced now.
But this morning continued to be frustrating with the internet and broadband but I discovered it was not my router’s problem, as my phone was also useless and consistently losing the EE signal too.
After lunch, I took the metaphorical bull by the horns and sat on my phone for around 20 minutes waiting for EE to answer because apparently they are 25 times in a row “UK’s best mobile network”. You can guess my response to that.
I was transferred all over their network to various different departments and I think it was the fourth lady said “oh yes, there is a problem in your area. A number of folk have complained”. Huzzah and thank you, God. Then it’s not just me. Now I feel better about a terrible signal because it’s all them.
Apparently it will be mended. And, again, you can guess my cynical response to that.
Meanwhile, I had moral support in the form of Monster.
He insisted on “helping” while I transcribed and typed up April/May 1954.
On occasions it was painful.
And he got bored.
So I dug out his basket and he sat in that instead.
Onwards, ever onwards.
