HP sauce… In one of my most recent articles for Call Sign, I mentioned the problems I was having with the new 64-bit PC that I’d purchased from HP and moaned about them not providing drivers for the network components. Well I eventually found a wireless network card on Scan.co.uk (HERE) that is compatible with 3-bit and/or 64-bit Microsoft Windows Vista… at last! As I’d spent a lot of dosh on this new 64-bit PC, I was determined to take advantage of the 64-bit capabilities. 32-bit PCs can only use up to 4GB of RAM and approximately half of that is designated to the operating system - not to the user running applications. 64-bit in theory can access up to 16 exabytes of memory, although that would be impractical in a desktop PC so a physical limit of 128GB has been set. Since we do a lot of image restoration, scanning and reproduction, memory is important and the more the merrier. I’d already wasted £15 on 2 network cards that turned out to be only 32-bit, so wasting another £15 was worth the gamble. I installed the network card and then reinstalled Windows Vista 64-bit and I’m glad to say it all installed fine; even the new wireless network card. The weird thing is, once my PC was connected to the internet, Microsoft Vista downloaded the 64-bit drivers for the other network cards, so I now have |
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three network connections! Why couldn’t HP have provided them in the first place??? PC World? No thanks…! |
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thought this would have been a simple case of taking it to PC World and them replacing it, which is why I left it to the wife. However, nothing is ever that simple when dealing with PC World, well except for the management staff. The manager of the store accused the wife of damaging the cable herself… can you believe that! He refused to replace it and was rude and obnoxious. Obviously his attitude was to aggravate the customer and quite rightly Sandra argued back. Subsequently the manager had my wife escorted from PC World and she is now banned from PC World and Dixons! To top it all, the external hard drive case now no longer works either, so that also goes into the bin! So if you see me in the street, do not be afraid to call out: "Vince, don’t ever, ever go to PC World," just in case I’m tempted, which is now as likely as Labour winning the next election! Be lucky and see you next month… although definitely not in PC World! Vince Chin |
Former Dial-a-Cab driver, Bob Woodford, writes a regular column for Call Sign from his home in Languedoc, France… CALL SIGN EN LA BELLE FRANCE |
Views on life as seen through the eyes of David Kupler (Y74) at… KUPKAKE’S KORNER |
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Epitaph to Ken? Before he became a politician, I worked alongside Ken, we were medical technicians and things were different then… We weren't friends, didn't socialise,didn't do pubs or bars. But in the tearoom we’d have a chat - 'bout music, girls and cars! Our destinies were mapped out and I went off to see the world. He became a teacher and his red flag became unfurled. I'd hear him on the radio, and see him on TV, read about him in the papers… but nothing ever pleased me! And so he rose to power and was voted in again. But could this be his final hour -when we see the last of Ken? I predict he'll yell and scream spouting doom and gloom, cursing the winning team as he leaves his Mayoral room… You'll close the door behind you, there's no Taxi gonna take you then! Crawl on back to NW2… good riddance… and goodbye Ken. Kopyright Kupkake 2008 |
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