Then we successfully had lunch somewhere else. Well, almost successfully: Mollydog ate all Az's tuna sandwiches, because it was a little bit busy and he was worried by the people coming and going, and had to hide under my chair.
We went to see Polo's parents and return their computer, which had had a hard disk problem. The most annoying thing about both our parents is having to debug their computers: it always takes AGES and they are utterly hopeless at telling you what the problem is. Infuriatingly, we found that there seemed to be a problem with their monitor, which we had not taken away. LIKE A PAIR OF COMPLETE IDIOTS we rushed online to research the problem. Before installing the virus checker or firewall, or updating windows or installing Firefox.
BANG! Virus! within literally 20 minutes of connecting. Bastard!
Install virus checker. Remove virus. Force parent to pay for antivirus software, which is always a difficult task: why do parents always seem to think that Viruses Don't Happen to Nice People? (My Mum thinks this too, where do they get their ideas from...) Try to update Windows. Think we have updated it. Back online.
Bugger! Windows not completely updated! Virus again! BASTARD!
Uninstall virus checker. Reinstall. Install nother freeware checker as backup. Deduce that problem is partly down to dodgy old hard disk which is still in machine: it's clean, but can't stay reliably working long enough to be virus checked. Zap virus again.
Rescue mission to get old files (not backed up for years because 'it needed 4 floppy disks!' ) onto new shiny hard disk.
Whole operating system starting to sway nastily. Refusing to boot into Windows after trauma of in out shake it all about virus and virus checking installation. BASTARD!!!.
Parents have tidied away all driver disks and Windows XP CD into loft, despite having a shelf full of ancient shareware and coverdisks dating back to 1994 sitting next to PC. DRATTITUDE!!!
It's past midnight. Dogs asleep all over parental floor. Wish I was asleep, even on floor.
Polo becoming increasingly unprintable. Parents swaying with exhaustion, may at any moment join dogs in pile on floor.
We give up. Will return to battle again another day.
On the plus side we have heard practically no fireworks and dogs seem completely unstressed.
The next day, I went for a walk in
Calstock is always a relaxing place to walk, and as usual, made me want a canoe. Not sure I really have time or money for a canoe, but I still want one.
Later, I felled a great quantity of Berberis, which is an annoyingly prickly shrub which grows far too quickly. We intended to make a bonfire for Guy Fawkes night, but alas, Berberis doesn't appear to burn very well. Or at least, it doesn't when newly cut. I intend to test its burning qualities again in a month or so, when it's had a chance to dry out.