In which I gabble on about computer problems, steel-etching, broken parents, and radio shows…
I made a new year's resolution. I was gonna spend more time on the blog. Well, best end of two months later…
Ahem.
So, okay, back in mid-December-ish, I decided that enough was enough with the computer. It was nigh-on ten years old and in that time the hard drive was never once reformatted and the OS re-installed. Damn thing was beginning to make frozen treacle look like Usain Bolt. So I dug out the recovery discs which were made when the machine was new, backed up all the stuff I wanted to keep onto the secondary internal hard drive and went for it.
It half worked.
The part where it wiped the hard drive preparatory to installing the fresh OS worked like a dream.
The Dixie Flatline 