I really, really hate networks.
A couple of weeks ago Mr Knittingand moved my computer four feet to the left and the network hasn’t worked reliably since.
Our home network arbitrarily dismisses people from it’s clique, the internet connection only connects sometimes and when it does connect it has decided it doesn’t like gmail, Ravelry or the Yarn Harlot.
:-/
At least I had a cup of tea and got to read Mr Stephen Fry this morning or there’d be hell to pay.
If I didn’t earn my entire living with them I’d say I hate computers but the bills need paying and the kids need clothing so I suppose I’ll have to keep fighting them.
Maybe I should move my computer four feet to the right and see if that fixes it…