A Miserable Day

What a miserable day.
I spent most of it with the front door wide open waiting for the man from Hewlett Packard to come and collect my laptop, which is broken.
I arranged it yesterday with a man from Capetown who sent a message to a man in Warrington who had to send a message to a man in Birmingham to send a special box so the man from Warrington could collect my laptop. Which is broken. Which they are going to fix.
No-one came.
At 3pm I rang the man in Capetown who put me through to the man in Warrington who said they hadn't got the message.
Their computers were broken.
I shut the door.

This is supposed to be a sewing blog so here's some sewing. On a miserable day last year I was experiencing a different kind of communication problem. The creative side of my brain was not communicating with any other part of my brain, so I decided to sit down at my machine and play. This is what happened, and I quite liked it.I played about with it for a while, chopping and changing and adding, and it became this. I put a picture of it on flickr and had lots of lovely comments and you can read about what happened next in the sidebar of this blog. Thank you flickr friends.

And thank you all my friends from blogland. I am learning that there are almost as many blogs in the blogiverse as there are stars in the sky. There are also a lot of stars in the blogiverse and I have only just started to discover them. And some of you have discovered me and taken the time to leave your generous comments. Which makes any day, miserable or otherwise, glorious.