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I’ve been updating all my passwords as I’ve needed to use them recently, to add symbols. I heard a very depressing piece on the radio the other week, saying how computer programmes can go through all combinations of letters plus numbers (if the length of the password is known, I suppose) and, although I already used the capital, lowercase and number combination, I have complicated them a little bit more.
Anyway, I do apologise for the trouble some of you have had and we’ll get it ironed out. I’ve had a few attempts at posting spam already, but still have my nose in front so far.
We have just got back from Norwich, where we’ve been babysitting for Weeza and Phil, who had an appointment with their architect about the new house. They were very cheered by his suggestions for upstairs, where the layout is fine as far as it goes, but wastes a lot of space with a very large landing, giving them only three bedrooms. They had been thinking of juggling in more rooms, but he’s suggested a different layout altogether, which will be much better.
In the meantime, we were enjoying ourselves too. I read to Zerlina, a book I passed on a few weeks ago called Harvey’s Hideout, by Russell Hoban, which used to be Ro’s when he was a child and which Zerlina likes as much as he did. After she was in bed, I came down to cook our dinner but then heard Gus call out, so went to comfort him. He seemed okay and we were just eating when he appeared downstairs – which doesn’t normally happen, they’re both very good about staying in bed … but rules vary a bit when parents are safely out of the way. So I sat him on my knee and offered him pizza and salad, to his great pleasure. And then we talked about his birthday next week and I played the iBirthday app for him. In bed, I sang Happy Birthday and he had a big grin on his face.
Later, we were nearly home on a short cut along a country road when a Landrover came towards us flashing its lights. So I slowed down and saw two people with torches ahead. It was right by a dairy farm and we knew at once what must have happened: cows out on the road. I drove very slowly, caught up with them and asked if I should turn round – they said there was no need but I might find myself among ten or so cows. Not wanting to risk driving them towards the main road, I stopped the car and waited and five minutes later they came back of their own accord. I turned off the engine and they decided we were no threat and shambled past, some on each side of the car. We felt very sympathetic towards the farmer, if a few cows lean hard enough, it’s very possible to find the weak spots in a fence and there’s not a lot of fresh grass on most of the fields with the dry weather we’ve had.