This is so tiresome and tiring - Upover Google shows TWoogle somewhere?
There are many young [and old] pretenders, but only ONE TWoogle down here.
Even took off my rose-tinted specs [and my Dame Edna ones, and my heart ones with no glass, too] and put on my sensible and super-duper 'puter ones and there IS STILL NO TWoogle
Now shh… pretty brittie - just take my word for it and go make a prompt. It’ll be lunchtime here in an hour or so, and it ain’t food we writerly folk crave. And it’s boiling hot outside and our dear old stone home is cool as… Perfect excuse to stay inside and write. So??