Did you miss me?
I missed you all terribly. I did let all my facebook friends know that my little guy, the one who was my favourite but now isn’t, downloaded a virus onto my laptop. He and the boy nextdoor are into something called Mindcraft (or it could be Minecraft – who really cares), and on Sunday morning Alfie thought he would download it onto my computer. It’s just he downloaded a PC version with a virus onto my Mac.
The virus is called Alot and it took over my toolbar, removed google (something I use a hundred times a day) and kept giving me those nausea inducing pop-ups that jiggle about and say I’ve won a prize. I tried all day Sunday (when I wasn’t at the Mudgee Wine and Food Festival) to get rid of it and couldn’t and obviously Alot has been designed with permanency in mind.
On Monday I phoned my Mac experts who are located about an hour from where I live and they told me I’d have to bring my laptop in to see them as they’d have to check to see if it had infiltrated the hard-drive and all this other technical jargon that’s not in my vocabulary.
Monday night I asked Arabella to have a look at it. Now she’s handy because a few years ago she came second in her Year in Computer Studies – second because a blind student came first. Oh dear. I think that’s politically incorrect. I think what I meant to say is that a visually impaired person who can’t see the computer screen, came first. Arabella wove her second-place magic and was able to restore my toolbar and google and get rid of those jiggling ads. Hallelujah. But, she said damage could have been done to the hard drive so I’d still better take it to the Mac experts.
On Tuesday I drove my Mac to the hospital where I was expecting an admission and a few days in Intensive Care but I saw a different technician who told me Macs can’t get viruses. And I felt like an idiot. He checked to make sure Arabella had removed the bug from everywhere and finding just one more spot where it was hiding, there were a few clicks of the keys and it was gone and I was on my way, no charge! Do I hear a second Hallelujah!
I came home, nursing my recovering laptop and was on the phone to my mother as I walked through the door of my empty house enjoying the fact that everyone was at work, uni or school. My mother and I chatted for a few minutes while I walked from room to room and then right up behind me I heard in a deep loud voice, ‘Hello’ and I jumped in the air and let out a high pitched scream and very nearly dropped my lap top as I turned around to face my intruder. It was Archie who had come home from uni early. I gave him a piece of my mind letting him know that the unwritten rules are that when someone enters the house you call out to let them know you’re also home and you never, ever, sneak up behind them.
Then it was off to meet Alfie at the pool for his swimming lessons where he’s in some sort of a remedial group for slow learners and and has been for forever so with so little progress I’m just not sure why I’m paying them so much money, then home to take Arabella to the Orthodontist. Alfie was dragged along for the journey and we heard the good news that Arabella’s teeth are just fine since the braces were removed but then he had a look at Alfie’s mouth and I knew it wasn’t good when the orthodontist uttered the word, ‘Issues’. Although only seven, it looks like we’ll be starting Alfie’s treatment in a few months time. And he’s so excited!
I came home and started getting the dinner going but also made a batch of scones because as some of you are aware, last week was Celia’s (Fig Jam and Lime Cordial) International Scone Week and bloggers were asked to post a scone recipe. Forever behind and yes, although I’ve missed the deadline I did want to post my recipe. All was going seemingly well with the scones made and the cream whipped and Celia’s President Plum Jam out on the bench when I turned my back for just a second and returned to find Alfie giving the perfectly whipped cream a whipping it didn’t need and I looked and screamed out in horror at the curdled concoction in my stainless steel bowl and the knowledge there was no more cream in the house.
It was at that point I admitted defeat and consoled myself with the thought that as I’m already a week late with my scone post, what’s another 24 hours!
So Celia, here it is…
Sultana Scones (I used currants)
Degree of Difficulty: 2/5
Cost: Very inexpensive and you can flavour these with whatever you have on hand.
- 3 cups Flour
- 4 1/2 tspns Baking Powder
- 1/4 tspn Salt
- 50g butter
- 1/2 cup sultanas (or currants)
- 1 dessert spoon sugar
- 1 – 1 1/2 cups milk
Sift dry ingredients, rub in butter with fingertips, add currants and sugar and milk. Mix quickly to a soft dough with a knife.
Turn out on a floured board, roll lightly till about 15mm (3/4 inch) thick, cut and place on a cold oven tray. Bake in a hot oven 230C (450F) for 10-15 mins or until golden brown.
This recipe is from the Edmonds Cookery Book.
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