Sticks

After dropping Mr H of by the archaeology transport rather early I took the hire car back a day before it was due in order to give them a chance to sort out the wing mirror. Spent the rest of the day doing small menial chores, making myself walk around the flat a lot, which seemed to improve my back a bit. Some of the walking was between the old (dying) laptop and the new (shiny but confusing) laptop, transferring various bits and bobs via USB sticks. Astonishing to contemplate that the larger one, which I got a couple of years ago, can hold up to 4 GB of data, whereas the little 'un, which I bought last week, holds up to 32 GB.

Oh, and I forgot to take a photo of anything even remotely interesting.