Internet despair

Would you believe it's been over a month and I still don't have my internet service from Orange? I think I've worked out the problem, but they obviously haven't. If I didn't have a million other things going on in my life I'd mount a crusade and raise the masses in a huge anti-Orange campaign.

My parents have arrived safely... and left safely to Ireland! I pick them up again on Sunday, so hopefully they're having a lovely time. The weather's bound to turn again before they're home, so they'll never believe me when I say we've been having bright blue skies here in Mossley.



On this day we went on the train to Marsden, a village near Mossley. We got there on the weekend of the annual jazz festival - I'm sure it's not this busy normally! After some classic fish and chips for lunch (and I convinced Mum to try some mushy peas, local delicacy - Dad wasn't quite up for it though), we went for a ride on one of the longboats along the Huddersfield canal into UK's longest tunnel - 3 miles. It was very interesting.



Now this isn’t that tunnel! But it is the same canal, which goes just past my place. Lots of history, pre-railways etc. There’s a lovely walk alongside where the horses used to pull the boats full of industrial revolution textiles. My friend from Newcastle, Paul, came for a walk with Ulrich and me from Mossley to nearby Stalybridge on that first day of sunshine (it’s been nearly a week now!).