Ouch. Big ouch. Found myself some time yesterday to do some more work on Almost Human - and found that in the process of moving files from old Mac to new Mac, I appear to have deleted all of my stories and books in progress. Not some, but ALL of them. Rummaged through three other machines, four memory sticks and an external hard drive to make sure but they are gone, gone, gone. So I did what anybody would do and had a Hulk Sulk for a while and then simply started again from scraps of text files, various proof copies and my large stack of notebooks.

Bugger. This might take a while.

This is proof if ever there was that Instant Karma is not simply a song title but a living entity - it was only 24 hours earlier that I poured scorn on my friend Tracey's stupidity at loosing her entire iTunes library (and paid the price as does everybody who crosses her!)

So, to rewind, last weekend, I volunteered to lay down some laminate floor for Eleanor's folks - just about the only DIY job that I'm any good at - only I forgot how long it actually takes. Many hours later, it looked pretty damn good which is more than I can say for my knees. I don't think I'm going to escape into future years without them becoming something of an issue but I'll take that - of all the things I've done to myself, a couple of busted knees is a small price to pay compared to the hand some get dealt.

Talking of which, Eleanor left to go to Amsterdam for a two day conference today which meant an afternoon trip out to Gatwick - did the return journey in the record time of one hour. I'll be in so much trouble when she reads this...

Currently reading: Kurt Vonnegut - Look At The Birdie
Currently listening to: Jizzy Pearl - Vegas Must Die