If you read yesterdays episode of my blog, you will know that I didn't get a new Kindle for Christmas.......that doesn't surprise me.
Himself is to technology what Arthur Scargill is to opera singing - not a lot of good.
If there had only been one version of a Kindle I reckon I might have fared better, but himself is so flummoxed with technology that I could see him in PC World/Currys scratching the top of his head (much as Stan Laurel did) when faced with all the options.
Anyway, last night in a trawl of e-bay, I spotted one...second hand, but hardly used(they all say that don't they?) for a good price...post and packing free.
I was feeling particularly belligerent and clicked on the 'Buy it Now' option.
It is coming from Scotland and the ETA is either tomorrow or Monday.......it has been dispatched this morning.
Anyway, I thought I would just see if I could fire my old Kindle up...thinking that if I could, I would take off the books, ready to go on my newer one.
That way the couple of books I am part way through reading would load onto the new one and I would be able to pick up where I left off.
What do you know? The fickle thing started up right away......I plugged it into my computer and copied all the books to a file ready for when the new machine comes.......but left the books on the Kindle....turned it off and went back an hour later to see if it would work again...if it didn't then at least I had got the books off it.
It cracked up right away again...not a hiccup, not a pause...just like it did before it had the crash(in IT terms).
Do you think it might know it is being replaced with a newer more reliable model...is that what is making it behave itself??
Anyway when the new machine comes I will keep it, and if my old one is still behaving itself then I will gift this to my friends daughter who has just started at Newcastle Uni....with the warning that it has been misbehaving, and that it might last or it might give up the ghost.
I'm sure she will make good use of it for however long it lasts...and if it doesn't last long, I'm sure she has friends who could perhaps look at its innards and mend it for her.
Himself is to technology what Arthur Scargill is to opera singing - not a lot of good.
If there had only been one version of a Kindle I reckon I might have fared better, but himself is so flummoxed with technology that I could see him in PC World/Currys scratching the top of his head (much as Stan Laurel did) when faced with all the options.
Anyway, last night in a trawl of e-bay, I spotted one...second hand, but hardly used(they all say that don't they?) for a good price...post and packing free.
I was feeling particularly belligerent and clicked on the 'Buy it Now' option.
It is coming from Scotland and the ETA is either tomorrow or Monday.......it has been dispatched this morning.
Anyway, I thought I would just see if I could fire my old Kindle up...thinking that if I could, I would take off the books, ready to go on my newer one.
That way the couple of books I am part way through reading would load onto the new one and I would be able to pick up where I left off.
What do you know? The fickle thing started up right away......I plugged it into my computer and copied all the books to a file ready for when the new machine comes.......but left the books on the Kindle....turned it off and went back an hour later to see if it would work again...if it didn't then at least I had got the books off it.
It cracked up right away again...not a hiccup, not a pause...just like it did before it had the crash(in IT terms).
Do you think it might know it is being replaced with a newer more reliable model...is that what is making it behave itself??
Anyway when the new machine comes I will keep it, and if my old one is still behaving itself then I will gift this to my friends daughter who has just started at Newcastle Uni....with the warning that it has been misbehaving, and that it might last or it might give up the ghost.
I'm sure she will make good use of it for however long it lasts...and if it doesn't last long, I'm sure she has friends who could perhaps look at its innards and mend it for her.