Today, a wet dark dreary day up in Todmorden at the moment, brings good news at least. I managed to track down all the old inbox contents (bless the old harddrive's habit of retaining stuff) so disaster has been averted and we *haven't* lost everyone's email addresses.
Also, and this will probably only be interesting to me, but hey we'll be alright if the future me ever decided to reread this journal - a got a 1983 theatre programme in the post today. I had to look twice before I recognised Robert Bathurst. Could that be because to my eyes he looks...
like a young Rowan Atkinson?
ala
(Rowan pic borrowed from
melusinesara)
And in mystery balloon ("appears to have appeared in the corner of the room") news, I thought we were sadly going to see its untimely demise (well, if a birthday balloon for no one's birthday can have an untimely demise) today as my dad thought it would make a good target for his gun. Wah indeed. But it is currently alive and well in our front room
Ooh, dark pic alert again, I'll see if I can lighten it later. That's two of my cats, Cyber and Spooky (with the demon eyes). And for some reason my keyboard box is still in the front room.