Friday, 8 March 2024

992 - CLONE

My 9-year old granddaughter is unwell today. This is my version:

Louis-HEnri Dubois (See 984 DEVIL) had finished his game of boule and was looking for a snack lunch. But all the tempting looking foods offered for sale had at least one clove of garlic in, if not more. Unusually for a Frenchman, Louis-Henri couldn't stand garlic! Eventually he stumbled on a stall offering 'Oldie English Fare' where Louis-Henri could buy some ham, egg & chips. Back at the office, things were in pandemonium. This time it wasn't just dust and flecks of paint on the workstation keyboard, but a big lump of stonework. "How am I going to be able to work now", he groaned. "Oh don't worry", chirped Alain the office tech guy. "I can hook up this old IBM PC clone keyboard to your workstation. You'll be able to do most of what you'll need to do with it.

Louis-Henri's Keyboard
Louis-Henri's Keyboard

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