I made my third visit to the computer repair shop this evening, and no, they hadn't managed to effect a complete repair of my Toshiba. They had replaced the missing keys but couldn't do anything about the hinge. After writing down my mobile number on a piece of masking tape, the repair man assured me that he would call me as soon as a spare came into stock. Yeah, right.
The doorbell rang about 5.30 and a small dog was waiting to come in. A stray found in Hofuf by someone on the compound and given to LuAnne. Very quiet and cute. We took it to the vets for a distemper jab and a general checkup. She has decided to call it Winston Churchill.
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