I don't know where the evening went, funny how it just disappears when you try to sort something on a computer that doesn't want to play. Amazingly, I stayed cool, calm and collected - then killed it in cold blood! Actually, I didn't, I got the cats to distract it and managed to fix the problem. I'll enjoy it while it lasts which probably won't be very long.
Will do a new Bike tomorrow computer permitting.
Angharad
Take a look at one of my other bikes.
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Kill it! Kill it with fire!
:-) Or just ask someone to help. Either way works most of the time :-)
As for the Bike, I am really very sorry but I got held back 3 or 4 years ago, somwhere around chapter 1234... And truth be told, I enjoy your other stories much more. And I rsally hope that your next PFH chapter will happen while most of the readers of the first chapter are still alive.
Sorry to put sticks into the wheels of your bike, but... I hope not to discourage you from writing Bike chapters, but to encourage you to write something else/different/more/... :-)
Sounds...
Sounds fascinating...
*tries to imagine the story - when fleshed out... Computer gremlins personified; Cats distracting said gremlins and then "smash"..
Thanks and sleep well.
Annette
In my experience cats...
...like to chow on computer cables, so they are very often working for/as gremlins...
Sokay
Just builds the suspense.
The Pain! The Pain!
Argh! Cathy and Danni are on the run from assailant(s) unknown. Her body guards are heaven knows where. They're on their own and in danger!
And, I have to wait 'til tomorrow!
Bonzi! Speak to your mistress! Better yet, speak to her computer. Persuade it to behave or you will purr it to death!
Be Well, girl.
Red MacDonald