Jaye Marie and Anita Dawes

Nothing. Zilch. Silence.

Now, much as I appreciated the chance to get organised for a long day at work this morning without having to worry too much about it, it was going to bug me all day.

My inboxes are never empty. Ever.

Morning coffee sees me sit down to at least sixty emails… and an early night will take it to three figures as a rule. A goodly number of them areWordpress notifications for the blogs I follow but even they were missing. It seemed a little coincidental that nobody had written anything at all overnight… especially as there was nothing from anywhere else either.

The only things in there were a handful of mixed emails from friends, students and people trying to sell me weird and wonderful things I am the wrong sex to require.

I gave up on it after a reboot and went to work. Periodic…