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Sorry that there is no new post this week. I am a "no show" due to the wheels coming off my trolley on Tuesday when I tried some glandular therapy treatment for my ongoing hypoadrenalism and ended up passed out on the hall floor. At the moment, my brain feels like it is full of cotton-wool and writing anything deep and meaningful (or even anything shallow and nonsensical) seems quite difficult. Hopefully normal service will be resumed as soon as possible so please do not adjust your settings.

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  1. Sorry to hear you've not been well. I hope it soon gets sorted out and you'll be back to your writing shortly.

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  2. Hurrah! It works. I have been fiddling around with things and maybe one of them has expelled the gremlin that wouldn't allow me to leave comments.

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  3. This is very odd. I left 2 comments earlier and both seemed to be accepted but now they have disappeared. It was just to say sorry you haven't been well and I hope you'll be back writing soon.

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  4. Hi Vanessa. Sorry you've been having problems with the comments. Many thanks for your good wishes. I am certainly better than I was this time last week.

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