My missing mouse caused tech meltdown

Computers and I don’t always see eye to eye.

The other night my laptop suddenly became possessed by the Devil and decided to play cat and mouse - by hiding my mouse.

I was home alone at Cobweb Castle when the laptop went into limp mode and left me apoplectic with rage. Just as I was telling it, sternly at the top of my voice, that it was a very naughty pile of electronics, Mrs Nurden arrived home.

“Why are you shouting at that computer again?” she demanded. “It’s taken my mouse!” I yelled back.

“What did you do to it?” she asked. “I didn’t do anything,” I protested. “It did it on its own!”

“Computers don’t do things on their own,” she replied, taking the side of the cyber slime-toad. “Why don’t you ask Google how to get the mouse back?”I stared back at her, trembling with illconcealed frustration. “Because I’ve got no mouse!” I stormed.

“Let me try for you, using my computer,” she replied in that calm way only wives can master in moments of international peril. A few minutes later she had discovered Windows 10 does indeed have a nasty habit of disabling a cursor when it goes to sleep. There turns out to be a whole community on the web dedicated to rounding up missing mice and sending them back home to their mousepads. Within a few minutes the runaway rodent had returned.

I have learned a valuable lesson; if you don’t want your computer to catch a cold, never leave your Windows open.