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.
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.
In French, simultaneously ...
If the French language is to die in fifty years then il faut que je ... essaie ... de reflechire en francais.