After a weekend of security software woes, the motherboard threw up its...bits...and died earlier this week. So we had Hung the repair bloke in today to set up offspring no 2's new Dell as the main 'pooter and he took the dead one away to see if it could be resuscitated. Let's hope so - that's where all the piccies, and CVs, and other stuff including favourites settings etc were stored. When the security programs started malfunctioning we'd tried to save all that but two attempts to burn to disk had failed as it kept telling I had the wrong type of disk, even though I (surprise) used different sorts of disks. Remember my comment the other day about how much 'technical' stuff you need to know to keep a home 'pooter going? Well, QE bloody D.
And offspring no 2 uses her (even newer) Mac notebook. She does well for someone without a full time job, eh? How does this happen?
Let me tell you: transfer payments. Economic vandalism. Voodoo economics.
I'll never get my Audi RS4 at this rate...
And there won't be any more Tasmania pictures unless we can retrieve from the old hard disk.