Maybe it was ‘our’ (always a contentious one, that) previous. Think back to the contest for ‘Arnold Layne’ covers, if you dare.
Maybe it was the sad fact that nobody expects anyone to work very hard on Fridays, let alone weekends, and the last poll ran until Monday. By which time it should have been apparent – unless you’d been smoking crack all weekend – that a new week had begun. And, lo and behold, still no signs of promise in Blogland.
Regardless, 43% of you thought that The Blog would be up and running before the end of last week.
And, well, it’s still not. A week on, it’s neither up, nor running. Not really. Rather it’s chugging along, unable to do half of what it’s supposed to do, because the “technical upgrade” was not as thorough as it could have been – and that’s putting it diplomatically. It’s apparently easier to just start again, anew, instead of ironing out the problems.
So, muggins here gleefully built a new, marginally better blog (well, two, but who’s counting?) and has been waiting for all the old blog data to be transferred to its new home (that’s the first of the two newly-built blogs, if you’re interested) for many long, dull weeks. Several world records for hand-wringing and shoulder-shrugging have been broken this last week alone, and some of these people are seasoned pros, if you catch my drift.
Now it transpires that, darn it, that bitchin’ database is not quite as easy to transfer as it should be.
As we say in Wales when over-used English obscenities fail us, “Iesu mawr!”
The Blog should be back soon. It’s clearly best not to tempt fate by suggesting when that will be, so please continue to wait and wonder and perhaps even think up your own quaint, non-English ways of expressing sheer and utter disbelief at how long it takes for things to get done.
Patience is a virtue, after all, and it’s good to get frustration out of your system by using mild swear words.
More soon… Whatever that means.