What have you been doing today?

Speeding up Avril's ancient W10, Toshiba laptop, by swapping the HDD for a cloned SSD. I managed to unlocked her mostly locked Samsung tablet yesterday, feeling I was on a tech roll after that, I voluntered to see if an SSD would revive the Toshiba - it flys along now :)

Macrium spent most of four hours, cloning via USB, but I think - well worth the wait.

Putting an SSD in my 11 year old desktop transformed it's performance. However many SSDs don't seem to last that long. The HDD that came out was 8 years old at the time and still working fine. The new SSD that replaced it only lasted 3 years before a new one was needed. Unfortunately the system image discs that were made at time of upgrade didn't work when putting the second new replacement SSD in. Luckily my files, photos, etc were backed up on an external Seagate HD.

Because of short life of SSDs and my problems with the replacement one, I now keep a new spare cloned SSD which gets wiped and recloned every 6 months. Any problems with the one currently in use, and the spare can be quickly installed without any hassle.
 
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Putting an SSD in my 11 year old desktop transformed it's performance. However many SSDs don't seem to last that long. The HDD that came out was 8 years old at the time and still working fine. The new SSD that replaced it only lasted 3 years before a new one was needed. Unfortunately the system image discs that were made at time of upgrade didn't work when putting the second new replacement SSD in. Luckily my files, photos, etc were backed up on an external Seagate HD.

Yes - once she has sorted her system out, and got all of the updates she had missed out on, because it was so slow, and cleared all the rubbish out - I'll clone her SSD back to her HDD as a backup against failure.
 
Resting. No dog walking, no allotment grafting, no working whatsoever. May be having a glass or two of the old vino. ;)
 
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Eating. Never had so much cutlery in front of me!

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Admittedly, the last one looks like something the cat coughed up but it was a rather nice pork wellington.

Oh, I fell asleep at the poolside (to be fair, I had been up since 2.30am). Mrs Mottie said I was snoring. When I woke up, I found she had moved 6 beds away to disassociate herself from me!
 
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First class grub at this place. Rumour has it that Uri Gellar stayed here last week.
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I received a pretty sophisticated scam call. It took absolutely ages, but I went along with it because I was intrigued to see what they were after. Clearly they've put a lot of thought into it and I can see that somebody who knows very little about computers might fall for it.

To start with they said they were ringing from BT because my internet connection had been flagged up, as it had become public rather than private, and all my info was at risk. Then they took it really slow, doing various bogus tests and passing me up a chain of operatives until I was at "Level 5". The tests were standard, but they tried to bamboozle me into thinking the results meant I had major problems.

After about forty minutes of them getting me to run these bogus checks on my computer, they said I had multiple problems. It seems that the endgame is to get you to install a "jnlp" file, which they claim will fix the non-existent problems. On Googling, that type of file seems to be to allow them remote access to your computer. But even that was sneaky because they didn't tell me I was downloading a file. Instead they sent me to an official looking computer tech website and then they gave me a PIN to type into a box on that website. I could see that triggered the download of the file. Then I was asked to go to the file's location and open it, but I just pretended. I told them that my Norton wouldn't let me open it. They then got a bit bolshy, saying I had to override Norton, because my computer had hundreds of risks on it. I said I was going to trust Norton and they hung up.
 
Missed the hotel courtesy bus this morning so used public transport to go into Ciutadella and back. Every funker was coughing and sneezing. Funking public!
 
Not today but yesterday.

Mrs S had a works thing in central Manchester. I had a hospital appointment in Salford, so I hitched a lift. We parked underneath the old Central Station (£14...!), she went off to work and I got the tram to Salford. When I got back, I sat outside the old station in the sun. Somebody left a carrier bag and I waited a while to see if they'd come back. They didn't, and I was just about to ring the police when someone came along and took it away.

I then wandered off to find some food. I was desperate for a pee, so went into McD's. When I opened the Gents door, I was greeted with the sight of a bloke lying on his back on the floor. He looked like he was off his t*ts on something. And he was pi$$ing like a fountain. Went and told a member of staff who wearily explained that she had called the police. Got the impression it wasn't the first time this sort of thing had happened.

All the food I came across seemed so expensive so I found a Tesco Express and got a meal deal. Outside the store were two homeless blokes yelling obscenities at each other and members of the public.

It's been a while since I went into the city centre, but I was surprised at how much things have deteriorated.
 
It's been a while since I went into the city centre, but I was surprised at how much things have deteriorated.

I avoid the centre, and almost never drive in, except for yesterday - I had something to collect, at an address, the other side of the centre. I knew roughly where I needed to be and how to get there, but decided to let the satnav take me there - big mistake. I had it set up for shortest route, and the shortest route was via the city centre, which had changed out of all recognition for me, and many of the roads it chose, were no longer there, closed, diverted etc..

If chose to go in, it would be on the bus, and quite rare and more for amusement to see how 'the other half lives'. Usually lots of deadbeats around.
 
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