Cork to the rescue - and for once it wasn't brokendownangel

Three and a half hours spent on three - or was it four? - helplines this morning, trying to find ways my redesigned book website can start being seen on the web. Each callcenterer tried to convince me either/both (a) the site was in fact there, and I was negatively hallucinating when I said it wasn't (b) it was some other company's fault, not the one that paid the particular callcenterer I was attempting to converse with at the time.

Then I got put throught to someone at the Apple Call Centre in Cork with the unlikely name of Goliath.

Goliath at least pointed me in the right direction - although I still need some technical imformation from the first call centre of the morning, located in Pheonix, Arizona. I chose to send them an e-mail... and their Autoreply tells me they will respond within 24 hours...

So I went to Mange Tout, the French cafe, for some lunch and sympathy. I got the sympathy, but also a far more important question - what did I think of Obama winning the Nobel Peace Prize?

It was good to think about something other than PNS numbers and stuff. And how many British run cafes or pubs in Brighton or anywhere in this country would ask their favourite customers a political question before they had sat down?

(The last paragraph is gauranteed virus and irony free)