and so farewell...

And so farewell, old tower that has served
me well in times of plenty and of less,
The good XP no more, his memory gone,
His files extracted, archived, over-writ.

And where to now, good tower, to happy home?
Perhaps to serve some other grateful soul?
Or to the CRC that dare not speak
Out loud its cruel name?

Not a great day. Finished archiving the data from my old 'tower' PC, erased what was left and put it in the boot of the car for disposal. Noisy school kids in Costa. Got a parking ticket. My mum won't eat or drink any more and is very unwell. I now seem to have caught a bug and I ache all over.

And yet what is that compared with what is happening in Japan and Libya?