Thank you for replying.

I have had the now faulty computer for just over three years I think.

If I remember correctly, my then computer would not connect to the internet, thus meaning that I was stuck as regards ordering grocery deliveries.

So I rang the Curry's telephone line to get a new computer and was told that ordering over the telephone was no longer available due to the pandemic and advising me to order online.

So I telephoned a local electrician who had done electrical work for me previously and he went onto Curry's website and after discussion ordered the now faulty computer, had it delivered to him then brought it round to me and delivered it social distance style.

It is a good computer, there was not a lot of choice at the time. In the event I was able to use it to get a new wifi driver for the other computer from the internet, copy it over using a USB memory stick and got the other computer working again.

Thank you for the link to the video. The faulty computer is not the same model. It is a 10 inch or 11 inch screen and does not seem to have any access to the battery, no screws anywhere as far as I can tell. It looks completely sealed, though maybe that is not actually the situation.

The power supply lead works fine on this machine.

The computer has S T R E A M on the top.

From underneath,

Model 11-ak0506sa

William

I found that one can add pin ball machine bits into it such that the balls bounce off and so on.

William

Here is a link to the chapter of the novel that is mentioned.

http://www.users.globalnet.co.uk/~ngo/l … er_009.pdf

Here is a link to the novel, but there is no more in the novel about the idea that is in that chapter in the novel. The link is just in case anyone would like to read the novel. If just dipping in, Chapter 5 then Chapter 34 are good choices for that.

http://www.users.globalnet.co.uk/~ngo/novel_plus.htm

William

Here are pictures. The second one enlarged to 72 point.

So I think it might be a seedling rather than a cherry.

William

Correct. Not two cherries with one leaf on the stalk.

That is like the moderator on the American What's My Line vdeos from the 1950s and 1960s.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B_CZn-Zajew

William

[So run it again with just the name John as the name of the stage magician and observe the result.]

[Note added after the runs had been recorded. The second result may be the same as the first result. Maybe I fumbled it in some way. I thought I had done a New Topic and a separate run. So I have included it just in case there is some other reason as it was what happened. I find it interesting that some of the stories are more coherent than others. What I had in mind for the story was that there is on the stage a sending cabinet and a reception cabinet and that one of the twins is hidden in the reception cabinet before the  performance and for the performance John has the other twin go into the sending cabinet and then she disappears and then John opens the reception cabinet and the first twin steps out of the cabinet. As they are not identical twins the audience erupts in laughter and then John saves the show by saying that he asked the theatrical agency to send two twin sisters, but alas he forgot to specfy identical twins, at which the audience bursts into applause, thinking that it was all deliberately part of the show. The AI though had different ideas.]

[The prompt]

John was almost late for his first performance as a stage magician at the little town that was next on his tour of the country. "Oh the awful traffic round here," grumbled John to the stage manager. "Have the twin sisters from the theatrical agency for the teleportation illusion arrived yet?" asked John with irritation in his voice. "Yes, but ..." "I don't want any buts, get one of them into the reception cabinet ready to wheel it onto the stage," snapped John. Please continue the story such that the twin sisters are not identical twins, but John does not know that.

[Results]

The stage manager, a seasoned veteran named George, sighed and nodded. “Alright, John,” he said, turning to leave. As he walked away, he glanced at the two sisters who had just arrived. They were twins, yes, but not identical as John had assumed. One had fiery red hair and a sprinkle of freckles across her nose, while the other was a blonde with clear, blue eyes. They were as different as night and day, but they shared the same radiant smile and a love for the stage.

George approached the redhead first. “Miss, would you mind stepping into the reception cabinet? The show is about to start.”

The redhead, whose name was Lucy, nodded and stepped into the cabinet. Meanwhile, her sister, Lily, watched from the side, a mischievous glint in her eyes.

As the show started, John, unaware of the sisters’ differences, performed his act with the usual flair. The audience gasped as Lucy disappeared from the reception cabinet on stage, only to reappear moments later at the back of the hall. The teleportation illusion was a success.

After the show, John, still oblivious to the fact that the twins were not identical, congratulated George on a job well done. “Those twins are remarkable,” he said, completely unaware of the surprise that awaited him in the next town. Little did he know, the real magic was not in his tricks, but in the unique charm of the non-identical twin sisters. Their difference, unbeknownst to him, added an extra layer of mystique to his performance, leaving the audience in awe and making each show truly unforgettable.

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The stage manager, a seasoned veteran named George, sighed and nodded. “Alright, John,” he said, turning to leave. As he walked away, he glanced at the two sisters who had just arrived. They were twins, yes, but not identical as John had assumed. One had fiery red hair and a sprinkle of freckles across her nose, while the other was a blonde with clear, blue eyes. They were as different as night and day, but they shared the same radiant smile and a love for the stage.

George approached the redhead first. “Miss, would you mind stepping into the reception cabinet? The show is about to start.”

The redhead, whose name was Lucy, nodded and stepped into the cabinet. Meanwhile, her sister, Lily, watched from the side, a mischievous glint in her eyes.

As the show started, John, unaware of the sisters’ differences, performed his act with the usual flair. The audience gasped as Lucy disappeared from the reception cabinet on stage, only to reappear moments later at the back of the hall. The teleportation illusion was a success.

After the show, John, still oblivious to the fact that the twins were not identical, congratulated George on a job well done. “Those twins are remarkable,” he said, completely unaware of the surprise that awaited him in the next town. Little did he know, the real magic was not in his tricks, but in the unique charm of the non-identical twin sisters. Their difference, unbeknownst to him, added an extra layer of mystique to his performance, leaving the audience in awe and making each show truly unforgettable.

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The stage manager, a seasoned veteran in the world of theatre, sighed and nodded. He knew better than to argue with a performer before their act. He turned to leave, then paused and glanced back at John. “Just remember, John,” he said, “magic is about illusion and perception. It’s not always what it seems.”

Meanwhile, backstage, the twin sisters, Lily and Rose, were preparing for the act. Though they were twins, they were not identical. Lily had a cascade of curly red hair, while Rose’s was straight and black. Their features were similar, but not identical. However, they had been performing together for so long that they had an uncanny ability to mimic each other’s mannerisms perfectly, which often led people to believe they were identical.

As Rose stepped into the reception cabinet, she gave Lily a reassuring smile. Lily, standing offstage, returned the smile and gave a thumbs up. The stage manager wheeled the cabinet onto the stage, and the spotlight fell on John.

John, unaware of the sisters’ differences, began his act. He waved his hands dramatically, uttering words of ‘magic’, and with a flourish, opened the cabinet. To the audience’s delight and John’s satisfaction, it was empty. The spotlight then swung to the other side of the stage, where Lily, mimicking Rose’s earlier pose and expression, emerged from another cabinet.

The crowd erupted in applause, amazed at the ‘teleportation’. John took a bow, basking in the applause, oblivious to the fact that the ‘teleported’ woman was not the same one who had stepped into the cabinet. The sisters exchanged a glance and a smile - their secret safe, their illusion intact. The magic, after all, was not just in the act, but in the perception. And as far as everyone, including John, was concerned, the teleportation had been a resounding success. The show went on, the magic continued, and the secret of the non-identical twin sisters remained safe… for now.

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The stage manager sighed, “Alright, John,” and scurried off to do as he was told. The twin sisters, Sarah and Samantha, were indeed there. Sarah, the elder by a few minutes, had a heart-shaped face and a cascade of curly brown hair. Samantha, on the other hand, was a blonde with a more oval face. They were fraternal twins, not identical, but John had never met them in person and was unaware of this fact.

Sarah was chosen to be the first one for the illusion. She was led to the reception cabinet, her heart pounding with a mix of excitement and fear. She had always been the braver one, ready to dive into new experiences. Samantha, on the other hand, was more reserved and preferred to observe from the sidelines before taking her turn.

The stage manager gave Sarah a reassuring smile as he closed the cabinet door. “You’ll do great,” he whispered, before rushing off to inform John that everything was set.

John, still flustered from the traffic and the rush, didn’t notice the difference between the two sisters when he performed the teleportation illusion. The audience gasped in amazement as Sarah disappeared from the reception cabinet on stage and reappeared in the cabinet in the back of the hall.

When it was Samantha’s turn, John was too caught up in the success of his performance to notice the subtle differences between the two sisters. The audience, however, was quick to notice and began whispering among themselves. The whispers grew louder, turning into murmurs of astonishment and then applause. John, thinking it was for his performance, took a bow, oblivious to the fact that he had just introduced a new twist to his act - a teleportation illusion with two distinctly different twins. The show ended with thunderous applause, and John was left wondering why this performance was more successful than any of his previous ones. Little did he know, it was all thanks to the unexpected surprise brought about by Sarah and Samantha’s differences. The ‘twin’ teleportation act had become a sensation overnight, all because John had assumed the twins were identical. It was a mistake, but one that worked out beautifully in the end.

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The stage manager, a seasoned veteran in the industry, sighed and nodded. “Alright, John,” he said, turning to leave. He found one of the sisters, a petite woman with a cascade of chestnut curls, waiting nervously in the wings. “It’s time,” he told her, guiding her towards the reception cabinet.

Meanwhile, John was pacing backstage, going over his lines and tricks in his head. The teleportation illusion was the highlight of his act, a trick where he would ‘teleport’ one of the twins from the reception cabinet to a seemingly impossible location in the blink of an eye. It was a trick that relied heavily on the identical appearance of the twins.

As the curtain rose and the spotlight hit the stage, John took a deep breath and stepped out, his magician’s cape billowing behind him. The audience clapped and cheered as he made his grand entrance, and he gave them a charming smile.

“Now, ladies and gentlemen,” he announced, “for my next trick, I will need a volunteer.” He gestured towards the reception cabinet, where the first twin was waiting. “Meet my lovely assistant for the evening.”

The audience clapped as the chestnut-haired woman stepped out of the cabinet, giving a shy wave. John proceeded with his act, building up the suspense for the teleportation illusion.

Finally, it was time. John dramatically waved his wand, and with a puff of smoke, the woman in the cabinet disappeared. The audience gasped, their eyes wide with anticipation.

“Now,” John declared, “let’s see where our lovely assistant has teleported to!” He dramatically pointed towards the other end of the stage, where the second cabinet was. As it opened, out stepped the second twin - a tall woman with straight, blonde hair.

The audience erupted into applause, amazed by the ‘teleportation’. John, however, was momentarily stunned. He had expected an identical twin, not this blonde woman who looked nothing like the first. But the show must go on, and so, with a quick recovery, he took a bow, the applause of the audience ringing in his ears.

Backstage, the stage manager couldn’t help but chuckle. “I tried to tell you, John,” he said, “they’re not identical twins.” But John was too busy basking in the success of his performance to hear him. And so, the tour continued, with John none the wiser about the true nature of his ‘twin’ assistants. Little did he know, it was the best illusion he had ever performed.

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The stage manager, a seasoned veteran in the world of theater, nodded and hurried off to do as John had instructed. He found the twin sisters, Lily and Rose, waiting in the green room. They were twins, yes, but not identical as most people assumed. Lily had a heart-shaped face and curly hair, while Rose had a more oval face with straight hair. Their differences were subtle, but noticeable to those who knew them well.

Unaware of this, John was busy preparing for his grand illusion. The stage was set, the audience was buzzing with anticipation, and the lights dimmed. The spotlight fell on John as he made his entrance, his cape billowing behind him. He began his act with some smaller tricks, building up the audience’s excitement for the teleportation illusion.

Finally, it was time. The reception cabinet was wheeled onto the stage, and Lily stepped out, waving at the audience. John, with a flourish, ushered her into the cabinet and closed the door. He waved his wand, said the magic words, and opened the door again. To the audience’s amazement, it was Rose who stepped out of the cabinet.

The crowd erupted into applause, completely taken in by the illusion. John, basking in the applause, was none the wiser about the switch. The show was a success, and the twin sisters shared a secret smile. Their difference had become their strength, adding an extra layer of magic to the illusion. And so, the tour continued, with John none the wiser and the twins’ secret safe. The magic, after all, was in the mystery.

[Here are the results with the name redacted]

[Results]
The stage manager, a man of few words, nodded and left to do as he was told. He found the twin sisters, Lila and Lily, in their dressing room. Lila, the elder by a few minutes, was a brunette with a heart-shaped face and a dimpled smile. Lily, on the other hand, was a blonde with a round face and a mischievous twinkle in her eyes. They were twins, yes, but not identical.

“Mr. [name] wants one of you in the reception cabinet,” the stage manager said, pointing at the large, ornate box that was the centerpiece of [name]’s teleportation illusion.

Lila, always the more adventurous one, volunteered and followed the stage manager out of the room. As she climbed into the cabinet, she could hear the murmur of the crowd beyond the curtain. She felt a thrill of excitement. This was it, their big break.

Meanwhile, [name] was pacing backstage, going over his lines and tricks in his head. He had no idea that the ‘identical’ twin sisters he had hired were anything but. He was about to get the surprise of his life. The curtain rose, and the show began. Little did he know, this performance was going to be even more magical than he had planned.

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The stage manager, a seasoned veteran in the world of theater, nodded and hurried off to do as [name] commanded. He found the twin sisters, Mabel and Matilda, in the dressing room. They were twins, yes, but not identical as most people assumed. Mabel had a heart-shaped face with a sprinkling of freckles across her nose and cheeks, while Matilda’s face was more oval, her skin clear. Their hair was the same shade of chestnut brown, but Mabel wore hers in a short bob while Matilda preferred long, loose waves.

“Matilda, [name] needs you in the reception cabinet,” the stage manager said, trying to hide his concern. Matilda nodded and followed him out of the room, leaving Mabel behind.

As the curtain rose, [name], now in his full magician’s regalia, dazzled the audience with a few warm-up tricks. Then, with a grand flourish, he announced the teleportation illusion. The reception cabinet was wheeled onto the stage, and Matilda stepped inside.

[name] waved his wand, said the magic words, and opened the cabinet. It was empty. The crowd gasped. Then, he directed everyone’s attention to a second cabinet on the other side of the stage. He opened the door, and out stepped… Mabel.

The audience erupted in applause, completely unaware of the switch. [name], basking in the applause, was none the wiser. He thanked Mabel, who he thought was Matilda, and she exited the stage with a knowing smile. The show went on, and the secret of the not-so-identical twins remained safe for another performance. Little did [name] know, the real magic was not in his tricks, but in the unique charm of Mabel and Matilda, the non-identical twin sisters.

====

The stage manager, a man of few words, nodded and scurried off to do as he was told. He found the sisters in their dressing room, one of them practicing her lines while the other was adjusting her costume. They were twins, yes, but not identical as everyone assumed. One had a cascade of curly red hair, while the other sported a sleek bob of jet black. Their features were similar, but upon closer inspection, one could see the subtle differences in their eyes, their smiles.

Unaware of this, [name] was pacing backstage, his mind racing with the steps of the illusion. The reception cabinet was wheeled onto the stage, with one of the sisters hidden inside. The audience clapped and cheered as [name] made his grand entrance, his cape billowing behind him.

“Ladies and Gentlemen,” he began, his voice echoing through the auditorium, “prepare to witness a spectacle like no other. Tonight, I will make this lovely lady,” he gestured towards the cabinet, “disappear from this cabinet and reappear in that one,” he pointed to an identical cabinet on the other side of the stage.

The trick went off without a hitch. The sister in the cabinet disappeared, and the other appeared in the second cabinet, their different hairstyles hidden beneath identical wigs. The audience erupted into applause, none the wiser about the switch. [name], basking in the applause, was oblivious to the fact that the ‘twin’ he had just teleported was not the same woman. The sisters exchanged a knowing glance, their secret safe for another performance. Little did [name] know, the real magic was not in his illusion, but in the deception of the ‘identical’ twins.

====

The stage manager, a seasoned veteran named Bert, sighed and nodded. “Alright, [name]. I’ll get one of them ready,” he said, leaving the room to find one of the sisters.

In the dimly lit backstage area, Bert found the twin sisters, Lily and Rose. They were twins, yes, but not identical. Lily had a cascade of curly red hair and a smattering of freckles across her nose, while Rose was a brunette with a clear complexion. They were as different as night and day, but their shared enthusiasm for the stage made them the perfect duo for the teleportation illusion.

“Lily, [name] wants you in the reception cabinet,” Bert said, pointing towards the stage. Lily nodded and followed Bert, leaving Rose behind to wait for her cue.

On stage, [name] was growing impatient. He paced back and forth, his shiny black shoes clicking against the wooden floor. Finally, the reception cabinet was wheeled onto the stage, with Lily hidden inside. [name] gave a dramatic flourish of his cape, and the show began.

As the act progressed, [name] prepared for the grand finale - the teleportation illusion. He dramatically opened the cabinet to reveal Lily, then closed it and spun it around. The audience watched with bated breath as [name] opened the cabinet again, expecting to see Rose.

But to [name]’s surprise, it was still Lily in the cabinet. He blinked in confusion, then quickly closed the cabinet again. He spun it around once more, then opened it to reveal… Rose. The audience erupted in applause, and [name] took a bow, still puzzled by the unexpected hiccup in his act.

Backstage, Bert chuckled to himself. He knew the sisters weren’t identical, but he also knew that they were professionals. They had pulled off the illusion perfectly, even if it had given [name] a bit of a surprise. After all, the show must go on. And it did, with [name] none the wiser about the true nature of the twin sisters. The magic of the stage had worked its charm once again.

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The stage manager, a man of few words, nodded and left to do as he was told. He found the twin sisters, Lila and Lily, in their dressing room. Lila, the elder by a few minutes, was a brunette with a heart-shaped face and a dimpled smile. Lily, on the other hand, was a blonde with a square jaw and piercing blue eyes. They were twins, yes, but not identical.

“Mr. [name] wants one of you in the reception cabinet,” the stage manager said, a hint of unease in his voice. Lila, always the more adventurous one, volunteered and followed him out of the room.

Meanwhile, [name] was pacing backstage, going over his act in his head. The teleportation illusion was the grand finale, the act that always left the audience gasping in awe and clapping their hands raw. He had performed it countless times with identical twins, their similar appearances making the illusion perfect.

As Lila was wheeled onto the stage in the reception cabinet, [name] took a deep breath, ready to wow the audience once again. Little did he know, this performance was going to be unlike any other he had ever given. The surprise that awaited him was sure to make this a night to remember. The curtain rose, and the show began. Little did [name] know, the real magic was about to happen.