All good things...

Strange, really, how the smallest things that affect your life.  On Tuesday evening, all was right with the world, but our music server had stopped playing during the night. 

We are an all Mac household, and we have nine computers, all doing their thing, perfectly, smoothly, without complaint, infections or any of the dreadful afflictions that PC owners seem to suffer on a daily basis. However, Wednesday morning, the iMac providing our untrammelled access to music stored on the server wouldn't reset.  It reported a fatal error with the disc drive, which required a new drive, major upheaval and two days of non-stop work with a lot of screwdrivers.

Now, I don't blame Apple;  they don't make the hard discs, you see, and - while those bits of technology are normally phenomenally reliable, they are - after all - only a rusted pice of metal or glass with a fishing line hanging a sensor microns above and spinning at ridiculous speeds all the time,  so there's bound to be the odd bad batch that only last three or four years.

But the other day our 24 year old dishwasher also gave up the ghost, along with our 19 year old freezer.  Makes you wonder, though;  is nothing built to last these days?