27th March 2026
The losing of my spreadsheet was on my mind as soon as I awoke.
I asked the question on Safari about recovery of spreadsheets from the cloud, but that wasn’t helpful.
My last hope was looking at deleted files, I’m sure that I didn’t knowingly delete anything, but I was clawing at anything.
Well to my relief the file was there, there was a date of the 21st February which must have been when it was deleted. Recovery was then simple, the wheel of death turned, and then it was back, like a long lost child, my relief was tremendous.
Kelli, who doesn’t always share the sense of importance that I have was relieved, because she wouldn’t have to hear me moaning on about it all day.
I had a breakfast with Lloyd, at our regular place. A chance to catch up and tell him about my trip. He is due to fly into the UK in a few weeks time with his sons for a vacation.
Breakfast seems very popular amongst the old folks who probably can’t be assed to cook it themselves. I have my regular choice of Farmer’s Platter consisting of two eggs, hash browns diced onions and peppers, washed down with lashings of coffee.
I between all that excitement, I applied a finish to the small buffet and sanded the heck out of the two pedestals and a small storage, getting them handed over to Kelli for painting.
Another Lifetime to go 