Picture the scene. Your humble scribe is hunched over his desk in the living room. For about two and a half hours he's been working on a long, theory-heavy post on the problem of privilege-checking, as so helpfully highlighted by those doyens of all things progressive, Louise Mensch and Dan Hodges. In all, it was a bit of a beast. Some 2,000 words were committed to the screen. It had all been edited and, for once, I felt rather pleased with myself. I think it did justice to the subject and offered a sociological take that has not really characterised the debate as waged on that febrile intersection of "celebrity" political bloggers and Twitter.
With the text done, I slipped into the ever-helpful Google Images to try and track something suitable down to illustrate the post. It was damn difficult, I can tell you. But I got there in the end. I coded it in, flipped it into 'compose' to apply the house style and ... I pressed the wrong button. Everything vanished in an instant. I quickly closed the window, knowing that Blogger backs up what's been written automatically and reopened the post. It had gone. Disappeared. Down the rabbit hole.
Then came the shouting and swearing and cursing Google for removing the restore function from Blogger's panel many months back. My stupid for not paying proper attention. Their stupid for preventing me from rectifying a common error that occurs thousands of times every day. I am annoyed, very annoyed.
Still, at least I know how I'll be spending my time tomorrow night.