I have for the last six months survived H807 with a toy plastic sword.
The gob-smacking revelation that everything is achieved with far greater ease when you have an up-to-spec computer is ... or should have been obvious.
I am borrowing a club lap-top. Design - hideous, Feel - awfull. DEsire to even tap at this QWERTY keyboard ... very low.
Once was a time for a few quid you could distinguish yourself and feel distinguished with a fountain pen. Not a Parker, but a Schaeffer ... or if you had a 21st or a 40th or some such celebration coming up, a Monte Blanc Cuban-cigar like phallus of a writing thing.
There's nothing phalic about a cheap Toshiba QWERTY keyboard.
Not upgrading a PC or MAC for six years leaves you squeezing ideas through a straw ... and a world that wants to pipe megatrons of info through your home and into your head FAIL ... if your didgeridoo, or straw, just don't come up to spec.
e-didgeridoo
Now there's a thought, and a word ... a s*** e-word.
I feel as if I have spent six months in training, and suddenly, fighting fit I am provided with the tools I need to communicate.
Voice recogntion?
In French, simultaneously ...
If the French language is to die in fifty years then il faut que je ... essaie ... de reflechire en francais.