Wait, that's not what AWK stands for, is it? I shall be absent from my usual typing regime because of A Wonky Computer.
My PC pre-dates Moses and it's held together by gaffer tape and spit. It died again yesterday, so I'm going to explore computer shops this weekend. My options are:
- a simple replacement. Normal computer.
- a little laptop thing that I can plug into a larger screen at home.
I'm tempted by the little laptop idea: I've seen them, but I've no idea what they're called. If you actually know about these actual things and you have actual advice you would like to give me, do slip your thoughts into the comments section.
In other news, I've just seen two examples of limp journalism that made me cry.
The page five lead in today's Manchester Evening News is a picture of Elbow's Guy Garvey walking through the city centre. Here, in his home city. Page five lead, for goodness sake.
And the Metro (otherwise known as the Daily Mailtro) managed to interview X-Factor rebel Steve Brookstein and not ask him once about Susan Boyle. I sense the heavy-breathing of a PR person in that newsroom.
I ask you. Journalists these days. Tsch!