Not my best week
Unusual for me, but I’m going to have a moan. Just to balance up my complaints with a positive, I’ll give you a rose photo at the beginning and the end of my post 🙂
My first moan. At the weekend, WordPress decided to develop an error that prevented me from posting comments on other people’s blogs. This was just after I’d completed one of its surveys and sung its praises as a blogging platform. So if any of my followers are feeling neglected by me, blame it on WP.
When it decided to dump every comment I made on some of your blogs, I contacted Akismet.com asking them to check if they were dumping my stuff into people’s spam folders. They sent me a link to fill in form so they could run a test. Not heard from them since. Nothing has changed. Please could you lovely bloggers check your spam folders and let me know if you find anything of mine there.
Today, it’s possible to comment but only after going all around the houses to do so. This involves linking to your blogs via Reader on my site. Entering the comment in the box on your sites, highlighting the comment and doing Control+C, as I know it will be dumped on the first attempt. Then I’m asked to sign in to WP again to make my comment, so I sign in and send the comment and am rewarded by the words “Sorry, this comment could not be posted”, and “WordPress>Error” on my tab button above. So I close your site, go back to Reader, follow the link to the same blog and, Voila! I can post the comment. You are all worth the effort, but it is such a labour of love and means I only have time to visit half the blogs I usually do. If anyone else has encountered this problem and resolved it, please let me know.
It’s nigh on impossible if WP doesn’t have an email address to contact their technicians direct. Instead, you’re told to post something in a forum and wait for an answer there. That’s just fine, if someone responds, but no good at all if your question remains unanswered. But enough of WP for now.
My second moan. It’s July and I have flu. Yesterday my temperature was 102 degrees F and I felt absolutely terrible, aching all over, nauseous, a foul cough, and unable to get up from bed without almost passing out. Lay on my back all day, being nursed by my dog, while reading and having a short snooze between chapters. To read for so many hours was a good distraction from my ills, and prevented me from shooting malicious thought-arrows at the foreign language student who sneezed all over me in the bus last Tuesday, on my return journey from meeting up with a fellow-writer for the evening.
The novel was The Boleyn Inheritance by Philippa Gregory, all about Henry VIIIth and wife number four, Anne of Cleves, and wife number five, Katherine Howard. Previously, I read The Other Boleyn Girl, which was about the story of wife number two, Anne Boleyn, told from the viewpoint of her sister, Mary, who was the King’s mistress before he married Anne. The novels are totally riveting and I’d thoroughly recommend them to anyone who’s interested in history.
When I woke up this morning, my first thought was, apart from still feeling ill/slightly better, that I have a big problem with Henry VIIIth being the founder of the Church of England, considering he was foul, lecherous, and prone to sending people to the Tower and the block or scaffold at a whim.
On an uplifting note, I did find a superb quote about haiku in my inbox this morning, emailed to me by fellow blogger, David Kanigan at Lead.Learn.Live.
– Reginald H. Blyth