It's at times like this, when the family are back in SA, enjoying Steers burgers and Wimpy coffeh and baking in the sun, that one feels a little homesick. Don't get me wrong, I love UK winters and the colder and more miserable the better, but still.
On Sunday I got around to doing something I should've done ages ago, and ordered extra memory for our laptop. Got home tonight, and through the letterbox had been dropped an envelope with my two new memory sticks. Made me feel better. Not only the fact that the laptop is instantly a zippier computing experience™, but because it never hurts to be reminded of how awesome a boon to one's life a first world postal service is.
What I'd do for a Wimpy dagwood, though...