My e-mail appears to be dead. It was being a bit flaky last night, but I rashly assumed that it’d be sorted out by the time I watched a few hours of DVD. So I did that, intending to write a few mails afterward. And then it wasn’t back. Fine, I thought. I’m exhausted anyway, I’ll get an early night, and things will be back in the morning.

No such luck. If it doesn’t come back at some point today, I’m going to kill something. I know that sounds a bit pathetic, but sometimes it really is all that keeps me sane during the week…

To those of you I owe mail, I apologise. I’ll be be in touch as soon as I can.