Data seems to be successfully transferring to Bertie. Yes, I have named my new external hard drive Bertie. I was thinking along the lines of Bertie Wooster, though the name just came to mind originally, but then it got me wondering which of my computer related things would be Jeeves...

On a completely different note, I love the Choice bit about CSI in the new Radio Times. Let me show you:
"Will the ghastly Sara Sidle ever leave CSI? How many times has she said she's going then, when what do you know, up she pops? She's here again, albeit in a webcast from her Costa Rican field trip to her ex-boyfriend Gil Grissom, saying how "this trip has given me a lot of clarity". Good, now shove off.
A pensive Gil then turns up at a soaked crime scene to find the body of a man who's been tied to the underside of a car and dragged along the road. Further examination reveals the victim was into sado-masichism, which neatly leads Gil to a rare meeting with the woman who surely is his soul mate, the sumptuous dominatrix Lady Heather (splendidly sultry Melinda Clarke).
It's a weird episode; quite apart from being deeply pervy (you'll learn all you should ever need to know about "tongue bondage", and it isn't nice), it's strangely open-ended, with no promise of a solution."

Firstly: Lady Heather, woo!
Secondly: Did you really say 'deeply pervy'... oooh!