It was a day Pav had been looking forward to. Tuesday 4th March (yesterday) will go down in the history books (or maybe rather the archives of this blog) as a significant milestone. I could go on with the story but perhaps the screen shot of the login from Pav’s FTP site explains everything in far better fashion.

You will need to click on the image to be able to read the small print. Regular readers will know the background, new readers can read on to find out what this is all about. The finale for The Sarah Connor Chronicles was screened on Monday evening Stateside. This was in two parts, so I had to download two 350mb files from Pav’s FTP site! To begin with the transfer rate was excellent and I hit the dizzy heights of 88kbit/s (a personal best for me as the fastest recorded download rate). However, it was short lived and I soon hit rock bottom of 4.4kbit/s. It was going to take over nine hours to get hold of part one at that rate. I was really busy so had little time to monitor progress on my FileZilla window, I just let the download continue in the background. Meanwhile, I am pretty sure that Pav was in stitches and on the floor with laughter watching me struggle with the download. Particularly when he sent me a screen shot of how quickly he got both DivX files on Utorrent.

It was painful but I eventually downloaded the first file and finished off the 30% of the second file on Thursday mid-morning (had to wait for Pav’s Dad to get home around 10.30am to boot his PC up!). I have saved both episodes to watch back to back on Friday night, although Pav watched them both late yesterday evening. In fact, it could have been very different. My Mum asked for my shirt as she had a load of washing ready in the machine, so when I got changed this evening, I handed my over my white shirt and switched on the machine. It was only when I was on my computer and searching for my USB key (to copy over the final avi file) that I realised what I had done. I paused the machine and opened the door and got my 1 gigabyte LG Flash disk out. It was very wet, as you would expect, so I rushed upstairs to my sister’s room, plugged in her hairdryer and blasted the silver piece of plastic. It was dry within a few seconds, I rushed back downstairs to try it on my PC. Ping! It was picked up fine and I transferred the file. A close shave, any minute longer, the fabric softener and detergent to be dispensed. You know by now, it is never simple with me. Why download the torrent myself when I can grabble with Pav’s FTP every week! However, knowing my history with USB sticks, I would have not been surprised if was yet another one down the drain. I have lost count of the number I have lost over the years. I suppose they will always go missing, it is just a case of making the most of them, while you still have them in your possession.