And Then ...

For 24 hours I've been blocked out of my blog. I was astonished to discover that it felt as if my right arm had been chopped off. No, it was worse than that. It was a bereavement, and I was the casualty I grieved over. Ludicrous, I know. Like writing any diary, you put your whole self into it, warts and all, and to be without that facility was dreadful. I had lost the connection via Bookmarks when my computer crashed, and I couldn't remember the details of the email account I'd used to set it up. Backwards and forwards I went with Google, messaging and texting until I despaired of ever accessing it again, and then suddenly I was in. The relief! But another appliance has gone wrong. Downloading a photo to go on the previous post, my still confused computer has done something to my camera which is now flashing Card Error messages when I try to use it. Oh Gawd! Is this ever going to end?