Seeing as you ask Shane, someone suggested that I get a man in to look at it, the veiled insult I missed at the time but It seemed a good idea in the making which then just became, who? Another someone said they knew a man and around 8 last night this man sat where I usually weave my magic and off he went. Not sure I've mentioned I live in Vietnam, probably not, but we do, and despite immersing ourselves in the culture, and everything else we could think of, the language is and always will be a problem. I thought it was funny because in a way he spoke 2 languages that I don't, I.T. and local, so I was hoping he'd give off a sort of don't you worry sir, leave it all to me vibe but he really didn't. So, in the end at about 10 ish I got a mate to ring the house, the phone's right next to where the lappy sits, and I shamelessly and pointlessly I'd guess, did the old talk to my self thing while he didn't even look at me. I certainly needn't have felt bad as he was out the door as if he was a released hostage, I paid him well but I can't see what he's done. Nothings worse, but it's in no way better that I can see, it looked like he was doing a ping test when I was arranging to meet myself on the phone, one of the few shimmies I know and I wouldn't be surprised if the same were true of him. She said you get what you pay for, which is BS as who's never been sold short before. So as usual Shane, FAR more than you needed to know, I think the question was are you going to do a reinstall? So I could have replied Yeah, probably, but I didn't get to the third world, quite noisy but mostly still standing part of town that my princess and I currently rule over, by giving two word answers, there was a time when I got paid per word. So you can imagine the temptation to waffle on, not really going anywhere and stretching to within a hair's breadth of its very life, any tired and haggard tangent that some tired and haggard hack could thing of. True to prose, and art I never once gave in to that temptation, and if you believe that I really must give you my card. Your line of work is portable I'd imagine, it certainly is global and you don't even have to leave home and your kids can grow up and you get to be around to watch and be a part of. I always thought it laughable to pay nannies to bring your children up, that's my wife's job what's she going to do? Then I thought if she's not going to work then I'm not either, equality has and is in place in our union and anything the kids ever did wrong she couldn't blame me, not fully anyway. I played a big part in the whole thing, any hang-ups, insecurities and the like are at least hereditary, there was a guy who understandably was upset, with himself by rights, that his two kids had Irish accents yet he or they had ever been further west than Bristol. I've met Americans who would have been delighted, but things like that only ever, happen to other people or, don't ever happen at all, because they're made up by people like me. To be sure!!! I'll leave it there as I think I've only upset half the western world, and if I carry on what am
