Desktop is dead. Long live the desktop!
My last piece featured Dark Star, a dirge, an orchestral lament for a (mostly) well-loved computer. Like a plaintive child, I cried at the unfairness of it all. “I want to play with my keyboard!” Ha, doing so now. Gathering dust in a corner were the component parts of Karleen’s old machine, fatally attacked by a fraudulent virus calling itself
It Was it indeed McC*f**, trying to summon up business? 
I dare not mention their name, just in case.
The old one is impracticably slow. I had to install Windows 11 as version 10 no longer supported. It took so long I went to bed leaving it on. In order to see my bank statement in .pdf I had to download Adobe which was almost as bad. Couldn’t do anything at all till it finished.
Indeed, it continues slow, in all sorts of ways…
I’ll update tomorrow. If there’s time.
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