Under certain circumstances, profanity provides a relief denied even to prayer.

Yes, Mr. Twain. I would heartily endorse that!

Call me pathetic...

 ...but I found it really tough when the hotel wifi in Rhodes went down after a few days and was never repaired - and even before that, when Blogger refused to work efficiently and I found it almost impossible to write anything.

It's important to me.

Obviously TOO important to me.

I felt as though I'd lost my voice.

I was thinking that when I returned to civilisation...

everyone would have disappeared.

I hope you haven't!