My Mac is fixed - beautifully so by Anthony at Bad Apples Repair, in bohemian Moseley. He had to peel off my lovely Magritte transfer, but I can replace that, and I can live with the dents as a reminder of my own stupidity.
Right, on with preparing for teaching.
3 comments:
That's a very fetching top you're wearing today Voley.
When you got off the train at The Dark Place I was just hopping on, one carriage down from yourself.
Thank you very much - sorry I missed you. If you mean my t-shirt, it's Braille for Fuck The Tories - a present from Cynical Ben.
Aye, I saw you too. Didn't notice the top, the associate I was speaking to wouldn't shut up so couldn't tear myself away.
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