Paper clips and buggy whips
If you are reading this in Monday’s newspaper it is something of a miracle because I am writing it on clay tablets and may have to deliver it to the editor by Pony Express. Our internet is out. Were sadder words ever written? I could blame it on Britbox, because that’s what we were watching on TV when an episode of “Ludwig” froze up, a spinning little blip on the screen telling us that it was buffering, buffering, buffering, which is to say trying to download the next packet of digital ones and zeroes comprising that funny, charming murder mystery. My children, or I should ...