wee doors banging

In a recent attic clearance, I discovered a carrier bag full of Amstrad CPC 3″ floppy disks and a drive capable of reading them. I suspected the disks contained programs that I and my brother wrote back in the good ol’ days and, being a nostalgic old fool, I was quite keen to salvage the data from them.

Some time ago I bought a little 13″ white MacBook of the “Mid 2009″ MC240LL/A (MacBook5,2) variety that, according to the specifications, was already at its maximum supported memory configuration of 4Gb. However, after reading about a firmware update that somehow magically enabled greater memory capacity, I decided to try it for myself.

“When I was a child, I talked like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I put the ways of childhood behind me.”. Well, something like that.