FLASHBACK: Disaster at Dalhousie - October 10

Because I was a bit under the weather, Darren went for a drink with the group we had just met, and I elected to lie in the caravan and watch another episode of Pride and Prejudice – THANK YOU Clem, for lending it to me. Clearly there is something about living rather rough that takes me closer to the classics. Perhaps it is feeling like the great unwashed 90% of the time that makes me think of the 18th Century? See also my demented rant in another blog, entitled Vanity Fair.
But DISASTER STRUCK
As Darren was passing me the computer, the hard drive on which I had put the series, along with a whole load of other films, DROPPED ON THE FLOOR. I sent Darren away while making encouraging noises rather than growls, as he was expected at another camp fire, and I tried to put the film on.
…Then I tried to safely remove hard drive from computer
…Then I wondered what the ‘generic volume’ was, that was preventing me take the hard drive safely off the computer.
…Then I tried to shut down the computer using Control, Alt, Delete
…Then I switched off the computer at the switch
…Then when I switched it back on it wouldn’t go to the password page
…DO YOU SEE WHERE I AM GOING WITH THIS?

Anyone who has lived or worked within a hundred yards of me will know, I do not tolerate computers lightly.
Darren returned after about an hour and a half. He found me still up, and only just had managed to switch the **&$”^^ thing off, and remove the hard drive safely. But the hard drive had whirred and sneezed and coughed, and the computer had been clearing its contents as ‘unreadable’. No more videos for us – WAAAAAAAAH!

As you can imagine, I was quite eloquent on the stupidness of the hard drivewhen he returned, the contents of which I am unable to replicate here, due to good manners.