A tearful farewell...just in case...

I have come to a fateful decision. I am going to switch over to the new Blogger.

For weeks they've been hounding me to do it, every time I sign in suggesting how much easier my life would be if only I'd capitulate and take advantage of all the new features (who needs new features, anyway? It took me long enough to figure out how to post pictures on the old system!) and half the time switching the locations of the old and new account sign-ins so that I'd almost sign up before I knew what I was doing. Despite the reassurances that nothing is lost, that all the posts and comments carry over, that the new Blogger is SO much better and easier, I resisted. We don't change, we badgers.

But now I must get the new account if I'm to maintain my access to Bookfest, which has already gone modern. So I go with heavy heart to make the switch. If all goes well then you may not notice any change at all, and all this angst will have been for naught. But I cannot repress a sigh and a feeling of doom at the thought. So, just in case, farewell to all. If it crashes I probably won't have the heart to start it all up again, not to mention finding a new name and address and all, at least not for weeks and weeks, by which time Baby's arrival will be old news. Tootle-pip and all that.