Sat Navs
Mary had indeed been sent someone else’s intimate financial details. Good job she’s eighty seven and honest. If all that stuff had fallen into the wrong hands, there could be yet another case of identity theft.
The Building Society were full of abject apologies and promised to send a stamped, addressed envelope, with instructions for Mary to place everything in the envelope and send it all back.
Then we got down to our Communion, but inevitably after that she wanted me to have coffee. Since I’d only just had one I refused, but her face fell six feet and she said, “They’re only small cups,” so of course, I was landed.
Half an hour and an empty cup later, her phone rang and I was able to escape. Thank you, God!Otherwise I might be there still (and it was two days ago.) Elderly people who live alone do tend to become Klingons (Cling-ons, get it?) which I guess isn’t surprising and I’ll probably be the same one day.
Went over to Fi’s today. Fi is our eldest daughter and lives about three quarters of an hour away. She gave Ed a Sat Nav for Christmas, but we’ve singularly failed to get the darn thing working, so took it over for advice.
She has the same device working perfectly, so we tried our SD card in her device – no joy – followed by her SD card in our device – worked perfectly! Ergo, something wrong with the SD card but not the hardware.
So Fi went on the website and discovered that you can reformat the SD card and reinstall the software from the CD Rom.
I’ve managed to do that (I think) and am now waiting for the device to charge up so that we can check it out.
Don’t you just LOVE electronics?