I am as the Scots say Michael, " As thron as the morn’s first Starling."
I will NOT let people help me do something practical, until I have exhausted each and every way of doing it myself, and still fail - THEN I will ask for input..THEN I will ask for help.
I have very serious M.E (Myalgic Encephalitis) with added complications, as a result of years in an abusive marriage, , which one day may put me in a wheelchair, but I am DAMNED if I will let it do that to me without me kicking and screaming and fighting it off, every step of the way.
I often have to literally take a month off from teaching or whatever, and as I could never let my brain or my hands be idle, I taught myself to mod Xbox, PS2, Playstation, Gamecube and SNES.
I also went online and found out how to mod all Sony Ericsson mobile phones since 1997, all Samsungs since 2002, and many Nokias. I enjoy that kind of thing very much, and it gives me a HUGE sense of achievement when I get it right.
I know a lot of girls think I’m nuts, and to boot, I resemble a life-sized Barbie doll approx. 92% of the time, but I rail against female stereotypes so much, and just feel so much better being self-sufficient.
I only passed my driving test 4 years ago, because before that, I had no motivation to drive, and my life was hell, so it just didn’t happen.
When I came out the other side of everything, and my family found out what had been going on for almost 8 years, without their knowledge, My Dad who is a newly-retired College Principal, started to remake MGs and Mazdas (classic ones only) from scratch, and one day he turned up at my house in this absolutely gorgeous MG midget in Fire red, with alloys, etc. and said:
“Okay Ail, enough is enough. You need to be able to drive.” “Pass your test, and this car is yours.” There are conditions though. You CANNOT have this car until you can not only change a tyre, but also the wheels, and can jack the car up, WITHOUT anyone helping you to do so, as I am NOT having you on the roads until you can.."
So..I did. it took me almost 4 days to get the wheel off every time, and 3 attempts to pass my driving test - but there is never now any danger of me running into problems when driving.
I can still do the helpless female act if it’s required, but it’s just not me. I get on and I self-teach and I have fun doing so. I am though very girly in many respects. One of my cars is metallic pink, and my house is like an icecream palace, to be honest, but I really love gadgets and working out HOW things work for myself.
When my cable and broadband system shorted the entire house, I fixed the damn thing, and I was the one who worked out how I could get a wireless connection through to my bedroom. The boody Telewest guy didn’t have a clue!
THAT was a fun day. That engineer loathed me, and I even heard him telling his mate on the phone, “There is a right smartarsed woman here, who knows more than me, and she is pissing me off - big-time!”
That amused me so much, I was still laughing about it when I went out that night! 
Anyway..will maybe go to the loft later and see which Amiga. We also have an old Commodore something-or-other up there too.
Must go. Staff lunch, and I promised NBully I would get some of Karl Grammer’s copulin facts and figures copied for him, so I better run!
Ail 