Friday 14th August 2020
Vampire nurse Hristina cheered me up.
Shuddering Shoulder Shirley.
Phone INR results. Warfarin Dosage Tonight 2½ – Sat 3 – Sun 2½ – Mon 2½, Tuesday blood test.
I’m pee’d off with losing this post after so many hours of painful hard mental effort in assembling it.
4 thoughts on “Inchcock – Friday 14th August 2020: I cocked it up and lost this diary. So it’s a make do effort. Sorry, no time to do it all again. Grumph!”
That’s a heck of a note. Normally, WP saves a draft, but since you managed to post photos, that might have been what it saved as the draft. You can check under Posts in Admin and see if there is a draft with the writing. Good set of photos. Easy to fill in your day between the images. Each picture is worth a 1000 Inchcockian verbilizationalizations. I think that’s how the old saying goes. Not a total loss.
The writing that disappears with a thud, the writing that has already tested and torn your spirit, that has exhausted every fiber of your being — it’s the best stuff that gets snuffed.
“…after so many hours of painful hard mental effort in assembling it.
2,600 words, lost into the ether!
I’ve had Liberty-Global going down on and off for days now, Timothy? The photos were taken from a dedicated file on the computer, Sir. I used the Copy options from the Post list, usually, it is no bother, and saves me adding the tags & categories, but not this time. Whatever did I get wrong? – not looking forward to trying it again.
‘Each picture is worth a 1000 Inchcockian Verbalisationalisations! Hahaha! I like it.