The weather is hot now, and I'm sweating. Though the cause of my excessive perspiration is not only to do with the current heatwave. Last Saturday night put my computer into hibernation mode, and on Sunday morning pressed the power button to no effect. My computer had gone into permanent hibernation - more like a coma really. I began to sweat when I realised my lackadaisical attitude to backing up my work had come back to bite me. How long was it since I did a back-up? Maybe two weeks in all, I thought. Fortunately (in one sense), I had not done a lot of work on my books in those two weeks as we are in the midst of updating our kitchen. However, there was a significant amount of work that could be lost. I do make hand-written notes of what I have done, so that I can look back to where I am with the storyline, but the actual text might be inaccessible. Well, it was inaccessible inside my non-functioning computer.
I did have a diversion to take my mind off all that possibly lost work on Sunday. In Hastings, the Guinness world record for the number of 'pirates' all in one place was comprehensively beaten with a total of 14, 231 pirates on Pelham Beach. And I was one of those pirates.
On Monday morning, I took my computer down to the repair shop, and had a day of nail-biting worry, until I was told everything was OK, and the laptop was up and running again. I now have resolved to back-up my work every evening.