Tuesday, 3 January 2012

Job done

There was more work to complete this morning before I could leave with a measure of job satisfaction. Anto's new office machine had to be made fully ready for use with all the extra necessary software. The data transfer was easy, apart from the migration of emails and contact details to Windows Live from XP. We'd have been OK if we'd simply transferred the Outlook Express files while we still had them, but we got misled by an article which persuades us of necessity of converting them to Outlook files. Outlook 2000 on the XP machine works fine, but Outlook when installed on Windows 7 works but will not read in old archive files, so correcting that is a job to be done next time. 

Windows Live once set up worked fine, but would only import 6800 client email contact details piecemeal from an Outlook Express exported CSV file, possibly because of the many inconsistencies harboured by the data set in Outlook Express over many years. This took three hours, no that I was bothered, as the rain was pleting down outside making the very thought of driving home uncongenial. By the time I left, almost all the migration tasks had been completed, and Anto was left with his brand new machine and an XP legacy machine fit for office use - except for one thing. His expensive specialised CD printer doesn't work in Windows 7, and no remedy for this could be found on the web. What will the suppliers have to say about this I wonder? Names of maker and supplier are withheld, pending feedback on their performance.
  
My drive home to the west and south through Borsetshire (BBC Archers' version of Worcestershire) into a setting sun with the sky clearing of clouds, was a delightful experience, accompanied as it was by Vladmir Askenazy's version of Rachmaninov's 3rd and 4th piano concertos on the car stero. Winter music, just perfect for a beautiful English wintry landscape. I hadn't expected the job to require two nights away, but when it required much machine minding to make progress, it was necessary simply to accept that it takes what it takes to get done, and enjoy a satisfactory outcome, eventually.
 

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