As X Factor starts to blare out from the TV, my "proper" mind says "time to change channel".
But I've just looked through the TV Guide (on BT Vision as that guide actually works) and there is pretty much nothing on.
Mostly repeats upon repeats.
At least X Factor are just about to show Queen!!!
"We will Rock You"

Has any other fellow Sky Subscriber had the same problem since the Sky Guide has been updated?
When navigating through the guide it takes upto 30 odd seconds to switch channels.
Channels are then identified as being unavailable as they are faulty.
It's not the box downstairs,as the the multi room box is also doing it - and, having carried out the usual, to wit a Google search for a solution, I have tried multiple solutions - all to no effect.
Any idea's?

Am feeling around 75-80% (still sore faced) but keep walking passed the washed clothes pile, feeling guilty.
Should I be Ironing???

Question!
How can anyone lose the lid off the kettle?
More to the point, it's missing when you find it, but you still try and use it without steaming your fingers

How banal can life get.
Am watching Chris Ramsey on Live at the Apollo, at 4in the morning, taking the mick out of technology and social media.
And what do I do?

I worry that the wider world thinks everyone in the UK believe in the present rhetoric coming from Cameron and Farage.
As previously stated " they don't speak for me"

Am watch the teatime news start - Who missed a Fly Tip over 1km long?

You can really go off some people - one of Lewis Hamilton's winning Mercedes Silver Arrows is parked outside their studio.
Lucky hounds......

Am slowly being driven mad by the broadband.
Either it works, or it doesn't.
But to do both, and then nothing - ARRRGGGGHHHHH!!!

Am still sat, quietly, processing yesterday's spontaneous Football Game. Even though it feels like I have deleted a 1000 dodgy images, the good ones are still coming

It was really nice to see three mad kids (and, yes I DO include the "mad" 23 year old Kid) and one mad dog, play daft football down the side of the house.
It was a good job the camera was set to continuous shot, plenty to delete.
But plenty more to keep

God I really hate looking toward a very very difficult day ....
Being "forced" to watch an Englishman win the Malaysian EPrix (#Samboost).
And now having to struggle to watch replays of the F1 practise 1 & 2.
Then, around dinner, and always with a hung head and haunted eyes, I will have to watch the F1 qualifiying.
I really hate a rough, hard day ;0)

Love Dougal's face. I give him a bone and he goes straight in to "mine" mode. Nothing nasty, no teeth or growling, just a look in the eyes. And it happens EVERYTIME he gets a bone. At least he's not trying to pinch my breakfast 😊 😙

Having sufficiently beat myself up about once again failing to complete the "must go to Archery"plan last night, am now watching you tube through the main TV.
This has a number of advantages, and, also, quite a few disadvantages.
I had forgotten how many you tube video's are just pure waffle.
And, when, oh when, will of friends from over the pond ever learn that a Longbow never ever has an arrow shelf!! ;0)

I'm am sometimes so thick, I wonder how I have the ability to breathe.
Now the routers changed all the settings for the network drives have gone south, and I'm sure there are now "device" that will no longer connect to the wifi.
Will now start to beat myself with a wet towel #thicky #knewishouldhaveleftalone #feelinganidiot

I can't believe how much grief a faulty router port on the back of my BT Hub has given me this afternoon.
That and TWO dead external Hard Drives!!

I could scream!!!
It took me an age to find a small info booklet that goes with my camera Flashgun.
I put it down and now I can't find it again.
Aaarrrgggghhh

Am wondering if our Puppy is becoming a bit of a wimp.
He comes running upto the back door ready to rush outside,bark at the sky and then run round the garden in the dark, as he always does at this time of the day.
Well, today, the rush for the door occurs. The nose flicks the keys hanging in the lock.
The usual "fight"to open the door before he charges through it occurs, as normal.
But, unlike yesterday, and every other day, the anchors are thrown on as he slides upto the door.
This little nose inches out of the gap.
He peeps slowly out of the door and then looks back over his shoulder with the "do you think I'm going out in that? Are you mad"
He then does a total U turn, and wanders over to his dinner bowl - food is preferable to high winds and rain.

"Hello darkness my best friend"
Why have I got Simon and Garfunkle bouncing round my mind this early in the morning

Am really not looking forward to tonight.
Dougal really hasn't liked the fireworks so far this year, and that was with relatively intermittant bursts.
Shall have to look after him then. He will hate that.

Whoops = just realised I've Boo Boo'ed #whatanidiot #needtolearntocount

I really must give up trying to make plans.
I have at least three personal "projects", including painting and photo's, thjat have been abandoned (sort of). And the list of chores grows longer by the minute.
And, I feel as dreary as the weather.
At least Puppy's happy - he's curled up on the settee, nose tucked under a paw, with his eyes shut.
But you watch him move, when I move ;0)