Somewhere in the vague vicinity of Caboolture, someone used a backhoe without checking for cables first. And that's why I'm writing using phone data.
Yes, I owe you a twofer, but I think I can be excused for not doing that until my proper compy is up and on the interwebs.
I have a new security blanket laptop, and working out the kinks shall be ninety percent of my aggravation today. Tomorrow? Who knows.
Onwards to whatever I can wrangle.