V Good!

Hooray - just at the point of despairing, the nice man from Virgin Media came and fitted our Virgin Television box and gave us a CD-Rom for the Internet set-up. It's taken them ages to get things sorted, which does not bode well for Second Year when she moves back in next year.

The point of our annoyance is that we were customers of said digital company last year, having had no choice after their takeover of NTL. But when we tried to reapply online and put our postcode into the database, our house didn't appear in the drop down list. Every other bloody house on our street did, but not ours. So we sent them our address and they replied to us with the message that it would take at least 72 hours to figure out if our house could get cable. Which makes no flaming sense because we had cable last year! Virgin Media cable!

Oh, and this was at least four weeks ago.

So, after Smoker said some rather polite things down the phone to them - well, what's classed as polite in Smoker's dictionary anyway - they finally came round yesterday with a box and a CD Rom. And for all that moaning, all that waiting, it was actually pretty worth it. Why? Well, we now have Eurosport and MTV. And The Jazz Digital Radio Station. I mention this just so I can put at the bottom of this entry the label "Music Wednesday", but it really is a great radio station. Honest.

Laters.