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2000-05-20

 


 

It is slowly cooling down, 8°C in the morning and only about 16 or 17 at noon. We only got some rain in the morning, the rest of the day was grey and windy with a few outbreaks of sun.

Shopping, but mainly for wine and herbs, not for computer stuff.

Back home my brother is having a problem with restoring some old backups to his old Psion (the 3a) Both the main and backup battery ran out together and the data was entirely stored on the internal ram disk, both slots being filed with game modules. All the real work is stored on his Psion-5 so the loss is not dramatic. The last backup was from February last year but not much has changed since then though so what loss there is is negligible.
We finally get the files restored. The problem was that the PsiLink program on the PC only knows the Psion-5. It can do backups of the Psion-3 but that is only intended as a way to transfer stuff from a 3 to a 5. Only when the Psion-3 is set as the master will it do the restore, the PC acts as a big disk in this case.
Trough all this I remember that my own Psion (also a series 3a) hasn't been backed up since ages. While I am running a bit more safe, I store all my data on expansion modules with their own battery, I realize that a backup is needed.

I spend the whole afternoon helping to rebuild my brothers greenhouse. That was taken down for the winter but it is about time to get some tomatoes and paprika's planted. We succeed to spend the whole afternoon at it. Which is better than last year, when we spent the afternoon and evening and the next morning on it.

I succeed in flipping the nail on my right hand middle finger. While placing one of the concrete blocks, used to anchor down the greenhouse, I hit it with my nail. As the concrete is harder than my nail this bends over halfway. Because I have rather soft nails I can flip it back without breaking or tearing it. It does hurt a lot however and it is now (a few hour later) glowing hot and pulsing. My typing speed, never high, is reduced, I am back to 'two finger' mode. And I am astonished how often I use the middle finger.

 

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