The Ben End

A chillier, windier day.  It had to happen.  Glimpses of blue sky but they weren’t smiling at me.  Messaged my s-i-l to ask her to get me some Ibuprofen, trade off is that she’ll get her tea at HQ.  Had a long call today from a BT rep.  He did a great job; previously a bot had diagnosed diametrically opposed solutions. It was enhancing to speak to a human.  I know – I am in recovery.   During real-time tests we spoke about Roedean, Milton Keynes, the demise of catapults and Benbecula.