All in all, it's been a difficult year. I've spent most of it feeling very unwell, so as much as possible I've kept my head below the parapet, which has kept me away from blogging.
But even though I haven't been online very often, my blog has been a warm, furry presence out there, awaiting my eventual return.
So you cannot imagine my dismay when on Thursday, after a long absence, I opened up Blogger only to be told 'You are not the author of a blog yet'.
Thinking I'd done something wrong, I tried again.
Then I switched email account and tried a third time.
I did everything my technically-challenged brain could think of.
No joy.
It may sound a little dramatic, but given the circumstances, it felt like the last straw.
In desperation, I sent an email to the GeekWizard (who retrieved everything off my blue-screen-of-death hard drive), but he has - rather thoughtlessly, I feel - moved to another country and is currently house-hunting and up to his gunnels. I sent a similar email to WonderBrother (who salvaged my blog once before when all was lost), but he - also rather thoughtlessly - has acquired a new, uber-demanding job in yet another country.
Neither was at the other end of my emails at the time.
It was then, after turning off the depressing message that I was 'not the author of a blog yet', I went back to my emails. There was one from my first-born nephew, about a photo he had kindly sent me a few days ago. He was, the email said, studying for his MBA exams next week.
My addled brain lit up. My nephew, I suddenly recalled, works for Google. (In yet a third country.)
I communicated my misery to him in Helsinki, and told him - in fairly round terms - what I thought of his employers.
He answered at once, bless him. He doesn't work for Google (it's one of the other big names out there), but said he'd have a look.
It took most of his precious revision day, and involved him setting up a blog of his own to see how the system worked - and there were odd hours when either he or I were offline, but at bed time - oh Hallelujah! - there it was!
He had managed to retrieve my blog from the jowls of perpetual oblivion and return it to one rather distraught owner.
He is a Genius and a MegaStar!
I think you can see the seeds of greatness in this photo, taken when he was less than a year old. It's one I'm particularly fond of.
Thank you, dear Nephew!
Glad he was able to put you back together again.
ReplyDeleteThank you Mac n' Janet, so am I! He's a clever chap!
DeleteThat is a beautiful photograph.
DeleteSo sorry to hear you haven't been well. Glad you got your blog back, thanks to the cute nephew.
ReplyDeleteI've taken a break from blogging as I'm not sure it's something I want to do or not….
I'm sorry to hear that, Mairead - although I've been offline for months, I have always enjoyed your photos and musings. Maybe the New Year will bring you new inspiration! Hope so. Nice to see you here, thanks for coming back after so long!
ReplyDeleteSorry to hear you have been unwell - the wane in posts was noted but hope like the blog, you are restored to health x
ReplyDeleteAh thanks, Andrew. Not quite there yet, but hopefully on the right road!
DeleteAh, sorry to hear it's been a tough year for you too Lorely, I haven't strayed far either, so was not aware you've been unwell :( Upwards and onwards! xx
ReplyDeleteHope you are feeling one hundred percent better than this time last year, Daniele! No repeats please!! And all the very best for 2015 - hope it's a better year all round!
DeleteSorry GeekWizard wasn't available just when you needed him. We were traipsing up and down Welsh hills. Glad all is fixed and you are back with us. You have been missed. x
ReplyDeleteHe replied, bless him! But by then my brilliant nephew had sorted it out for me. Thank god for brains and initiative! Hope the Welsh hill yield something soon! And thank you for missing my blog - that's nice to know! x
Deleteapologies for also not having been at the end of the email. delighted you and your blog have been reunited. we're all now waiting with baited breath - no pressure! x
ReplyDeleteThat's OK, WB - you are allowed to be at work. Sometimes! Don't hold your breath, or you'll pass out in Paris!
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