A local computer shop had the required power adapter for my HP laptop and it was competitively priced to those I'd seen advertised on the internet. Took me moments to fit and test. I'm glad I have the netbook as back up but it runs Word Perfect and I prefer Word, far less fiddly. So I'm back up and running, well limping along as usual.

I'm having problems with my main computer, the transformer seems to have died, so posting might be a little intermittent.

Angharad

As a self confessed comments and kudos slut, I've reported the unusual figures my kudos totals show. Just now it was 164,164 so I've accumulated a few of them probably about one per hour I've spent writing and posting stories here and one or two other places. It's poor reward but all we get as authors here, so please give generously to all of us story tellers and wordsmiths.

Comments on the stories of Kellie Maloney, the ex boxing manager. Quite a reasonable article from one of the most presentable of UK transwomen.

I just happened across this story on Microsoft News. Not a sport I follow but some of you might and know the person concerned

http://news.uk.msn.com/boxing-promoter-living-as-woman-1

An interesting article about a woman who took a vow of celibacy and lives as a man in Albania.

http://www.theguardian.com/world/2014/aug/05/women-celibacy-...

Thank you all for the messages of condolence you've sent me after the death of my son. I have no idea if I'll be allowed to attend the funeral, not that it worries me that much, except it would have been nice to be with my ex and daughter to give them support. The reason I don't care about going is that it will be staged managed to show my daughter in law as the wronged, long suffering wife who is now a single parent. The fact that we believe she drove my son to suicide is probably another reason I keep away from her, I might not be answerable for my actions.

Hi folks, after such touching commentaries concerning Seven years of Bike (perhaps we could get John Williams to do the soundtrack?)I hate to say I probably won't write one tonight. Been a bit of a busy day driving up to Wales to take my ex to Cardiff to buy a new suite, cooking lunch for her(my suggestion)and then going to see my daughter and doing a ride with her in the afternoon. She's still not back to her old self so I really appreciated her giving her time and energy to indulge me a ride. Then driving back and sorting out two rapacious moggies.