I haven’t given up blogging …
Well, not de-lib-er-rate-ly,
No, I have been taking a flogging,
For blogging’s given up me!
My Windows gave me its swan-song,
And Office also said, ‘So long!’
For what I had got badly wrong
Was losing the flippin’ key!
To stop the Windows from quitting
I traced that wretched one,
It hiccupped, and said, ‘Ah, that’s fitting;
More trouble, you’ll have none.’
But Office key would not emerge,
Of madness I was on the verge,
But IT expert gave a surge
Of genius, and ‘tis done!
Otherwise, our ho-hum existence includes unscheduled power-outs, serious bush fires in the suburb, and an elderly lady friend who yesterday punched a robber in the face and drove off dragging him when he wrenched open her car door and demanded her cellphone. Then there is the matter of some gales and high seas we experienced last week, when a 28-year-old son of a friend who was waiting to cross Durban’s Esplanade had a pane of glass blow out of a penthouse and sever his spine just below the neck. It was thought that he would be a quadriplegic, but at least he does still have the use of his arms, by some miracle. Then another friend lost control of his motorbike on a trip through Mpumalanga and broke lots of ribs and things. The BMW is a write-off. This morning another elderly friend, on his way to do some shopping in a taxi, was involved in an accident where the taxi was clobbered fore and aft, and then had a lorry go into the side of it on the other side of which was his side. Which is now bruised, and the reaction was not good for his blood pressure.
There is more, but that will do for now. Loadshedding has just ended, and I have editing to catch up on.