Twice recently I've left the room and come back to the monitor saying, 'Your computer was trying to do naughty things so Windows switched it off.'
Elder Son thinks it's trying to go shopping; I think it's looking for love. Trying to find a puta mate on a Singles website. I must give it more affection. It must be hard working away all day with no appreciation or gratitude; I wouldn't like it. So I must make a point of thanking it - and rewarding it when it does a really good job. A pat on the box. It's the little things that make life worthwhile.