I had a really difficult week last week, when my trusty old iMac computer became seriously ill. We knew it wasn't covid19! After all, Macs don't get viruses, but it did seem to be a critical illness. After long online medical consultations it was declared to probably be in need of expensive transplant surgery and an appointment was duly made for admission to the computer hospital (aka Apple store).
Meantime, I had been plodding along trying to communicate with you all on a tiny and small-minded laptop which had the odd habit of throwing the cursor all over the screen, unbidden, whilst I was typing. Dear readers I was so tired of it!
But lo! My Mac was just suffering from some corrupt data on the hard drive and an hour later I was jubilantly escorting my dear old friend home to take up its position back on my desk!
So hopefully I can return to some speedier communications with you all again! ๐๐๐