Last week I had one of those days when whatever could go wrong, did.

I shouldn’t really complain, for considering what the last two years have chucked at us I don’t think I have had a computer malfunction of any kind. Fate probably didn’t want to push its luck any more than it had already. Why it waited seemed a little odd at the time, but for the first time in ages my old invincible self was in attendance, and she was most welcome.

Shortly after switching on the computer, I noticed the cursor was missing.

Nothing surprises me anymore these days.

For all of five minutes I thought it had been stolen, only to realise that the light on the mouse wasn’t on either. Obviously, the mouse had just died. RIP mouse.

Still remarkedly cool, calm and collected, I raked out the old laptop, plugged it in and tried to continue reading our eternal list of emails.

But …  a small irk was making itself known.

It had been so long since the laptop had last been used, some of the passwords were out of date. No problem said I, reaching for my computer notebook where all my passwords are stored, but the minute I opened it I knew I had another problem. So many of the entries had been changed, altered or removed, leaving utter chaos and unreadable scribble.

By now my mood was deteriorating fast. Coming face to face with one of my own muddles will always do this to me, so invincible walked off in a huff!

I had an appointment with the dentist that day, so thought I would see if anywhere local had a mouse. I plotted the time and route of all the jobs I needed to do and set out. I checked WH Smith’s first, but they had no mice. Pretty much everything else for computers though. I detoured to the computer shop just around the corner from the dentist, only to find a note on the door saying, ‘Back at 11.’

After the dentist, I went back and bought a new mouse. He recommended a cordless one, but I haven’t had much luck with them.

This should have been the end of the story, problems solved and all that, only it wasn’t.

I hate the new mouse.

It has a loud click; the wheel squeaks and it seems to argue with direction. Also, I find I am having to double click everything! Looks like this mouse is heading for the graveyard too!