I have SO done this week's Clwb Tyfu - recorded on Monday, transcribed today. AND we have a 'sorry' bonus for you - Catrin's recorded two of her short stories for you.
And they're all sitting there. On the desktop.
Which has decided that it doesn't like our local area network any more, and is quietly refusing to connect to the internet.
But it's okay, I've mostly stopped screaming now. I'm going to try and figure it out tomorrow, because Catrin and I are off out for our first date night for a couple of years. Worst case scenario, if I can't get the LAN to play properly tomorrow, I'll chuck them on a memory stick and upload them from this little chromebook.
I really really did them in time this week. But when you're wicked for long enough, you still look wicked even when you try to be good. Which I suppose is my own fault...