This evening should have seen me been putting the finishing touches to April's Photo Challenge. I say should: all contributions were in (and there's some doozies, believe me), text imported, leaving just my non-scripted bon mots to add and away we go - PUBLISH. Ooh, what's that bit of text doing there? No worries, move it. No, delete it. Undo. Nothing happening. Try again. Undo. Still not doing it. Undo. Oh no.
Do you really need me to tell you what happened next? Every blogger's worst nightmare: EVERYTHING DISAPPEARED. One minute it was there...
Anyway, all this is by way of preamble to letting you know PC will be (at least) a couple of days late. And apologies to Alyson in The Highlands and Walter in Germany and anyone else who would have heard the word FUCK! coming from my office both loudly and repeatedly; such was the sheer volume of my cussing. I was not a happy chappy.
I feel I'm in need of a potter's wheel moment. So, here are some pictures I took on Saturday morning in Hull. The famous Anlaby Road flats.
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Bad news, but I'm sure it will be worth the wait. Your language is excused in the circumstances.
ReplyDeleteYour language is compulsory in the circumstances.
ReplyDeleteThere is nothing quite like the word fuck when you really need it. And you did! So sorry to hear this and good luck with getting it all sorted again. In the meantime, just breathe....
ReplyDeleteSadly the sort of comment we have come to expect from the notorious potty mouth C.
DeleteNightmare. Total fucking nightmare.
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