The frustrations of low speed broadband

For those of you that work and live in major cities this is not something that you will understand.

Having had an office in Baker Street I know that the connection and download speeds are on a different planet in comparison with the rural world.

Those of us who choose to leave the city for the benefit of looking out of a window at the rolling Berkshire Downs must pay the ultimate electronic price.

Frustrating views of an important email attachment which sits there in the world wide ether, tempting you with the expectation of an order or enquiry but failing to download.

Oh, how I wish that the field outside was Baker Street, the noise was of passing pedestrians and buses and the gentle wash of exhaust fumes, cigarette smoke and body odour entered my nostrils.

Then I could read that bloody email and update my webpage in real time rather than wait for the gentle clunk click of rural broadband.

Actually, that is obviously a lie. Let's face it there was a time when the only written communication was by post.

So, what I am losing on the swings is more than made up by the roundabout of a rural base and I have time to make yet another cup of tea to ease the stress.