The plan was simple, I rise early, around six, breakfast, then find something to take away the taste, do the
I between bursting into tears over the mess at Tynecastle I managed to finish my report on Serjeant Ambrose, make soup with which to poison myself, and eat badly. However listening to the reports on the news, reading fawning fans forums, reading despairing fans forums, and wandering the streets attempting to photograph the wonderful display of mixed clouds that passed by today meant that I was unable to start on the next man. Back to the museum tomorrow, so no writing there as I will be busy with visitors, hopefully! Ho hum!
Sheila at 'A Postcard a Day' has been kind enough to fix my Google problem. Informing me it happens to be just another Google 'improvement.' Bah! Why must these computer geeks change things all the time, improving what need not be improved? The BBC have done this, Facebook do it, Google also, and Twitter. Just because it is free, apart from the FBI knowing where I shop and my shirt size, that does not mean it has to be changed unexpectedly and badly, as this has been! Bah! At least Sheila's site changes not and is well worth your perusal!