Minister, it is incumbent on me to tell you that I now have a broadband connection, and further, that I recognise that it is most certainly as a consequence of your efforts, rather than those of Ronald from Mumbai.
(See post Just to let you know Minister... 27.11.09)

I had assumed that the story (that is of the chances of broadband becoming available to us) had ended with Chris's departure (he of the booster, that could find no signal to boost).

But no, only days later, I was contacted by 3 once more, to be told that they would provide me with a satelite connection.

My initial reaction was of fear and rejection.
You may remember that my locaity was rife with rumour and horror-tales concerning broardband: not least of which was of the exorbitant cost (and inefficacy) of satelite broardband.
But a calm voice (sadly not Ronald's, as I know how he enjoyed and celebrated conveying positive information on your behalf) assurred me that the costs, to me, would not change and that it was their duty, on your command, to provided us with broadband.

And so, once more in a sequence of promises delivered on time, a crew from Mullingar arrived with the satelite-dish.

Yes, it is enormous and, despite all our best efforts to find a discreet location for its erection in the abundant shrubbery that surrounds us, it now clings, like a giant spider to the most prominent corner of our tiny house!

But can or do I complain?
No, no, no I don't, and I won't, because our, now up-and-running, connection enables our Christmas-filled house to, all at the one moment, plot trips to the west via Google-map, others to twitter (and witter) away on their i-phones while I despatch to you this message of gratitude - and apology for ever having doubted your sincerity and commitment!