Dear friends, my laptop is sick. In fact, I think it has probably died, but I am in denial. When I switched it on this morning it just went Phhrtttttttttttttttt. Well, something close to that. (Did I perhaps overdo things with my constant tadding, I wonder?)
This is the second serious breakdown in eight months, but this time no amount of cajoling from L'Usband could coax it back to life. So it appears I will be sans computer for a while. It also appears there is a good reason why people back up, one that I should be well aware of after 25 years in the IT industry. It seems nothing on my hard disk is rescueable. Yes, one never thinks it will happen to oneself, does one?
I may have to use my Buenos Aires travel fund to purchase a new laptop. Quite frankly, the choice between this amazing city with daily tango lessons from the masters, and a dependable connection to my beloved blogworld, is more difficult than I thought ...
I will keep you up to date. Please excuse me now while I go and put my head in the oven.