Shit. My faither in law is dumping his IMac or whatever its called on us becuase he doesn't know how to work it. I dont want it but the wife reckons it is rude to say no. It's still in the box as well. He spent a fortune on it because some p***k told him they were groovy.
It's an ill wind...
Anyway my petty thing is that my wee boy who was all excited about Christmas is up and down every twenty minute spewing his guts up. The poor wee soul