This week, ladies, jellyspoons and interested parties, I have surpassed myself. Not an empty, shiny, clean anniversary desk for you to gaze upon in er, shock and awe. No sir. Nor a regular desk strewn with gifts. Nope. Not even a regular desk with the most amazing project upon it. Or - a regular desk with an interesting project that I've covered up for fear of you copying it - it's that good. (Ha ha!!) No. None of the above.
Today, there is no desk.
This is a scheduled post, and I'm writing to you from my friend's house on her teeny notebook, and I cannot tear the backside out of her hospitality by insisting on how to work out the uploading of photos. You see, the Internet, Chez Dunnit, is gorn, broken, kaput. It dropped off at about 4pm on Monday and it's apparently going to be fixed by tea time Wednesday. Oh yeah. Meantime, my whole life is in tatters. I suddenly need access to all of my favourite online locations, and even the bank. It's hideous. But oh my word, I've got quite a lot of other stuff done!
So, assume that Internet Chez Dunnit is fixed and that I will be gazing at more interesting desks than mine - upload a pic to your blog and link here so that others can pop round too. That would be nice. I think this may be a record for me; a photo-less post. Gives me the heebie jeebies, actually!