Solved!

Right … 

That title … ?

Happen’s to be appropriate!

You might have noticed my earlier post: here.

Basically, what’s happened?

Is the original hard drive that Daniel — as I’ve nickname this machine — shipped with?

Gave up the ghost, and died.

On a day I was due to go to work, as well.

That ominous clicking sound was the stylus of the drive, skipping over assorted bad sectors.

Understandably?

Staring at blank screens did not do my stress levels much good,

Continuously having to reboot into Recovery Mode didn’t help, either.

I managed it, though.

And managed to use that mode to install Mac OS onto the spare hard drive I bought a few weeks ago.

From the on-board back-up, kept by Time Machine.

Hopefully?

Hopefully the new drive will last long enough: at least to let me save up for a new Mac.

Or win the lottery.

Or marry a rich woman with a terminal disease.

Or …

Um …

Has any one got £2699 going spare … ?

I know a hard working blogger who’d LOVE to met you … !