Hi Chris,
I’d be very grateful if you could please post the below for me on the importance of backing up files (a subject close to every author’s heart)!
Many thanks,
Kevin

We all know, both as computer users and authors that we ought to back up our files just in case our ancient workhorse of a PC shuffles off this mortal coil and joins the choir of defunct computers in the sky.
We all know this but how many of us regularly back-up our files including that novel which you just happen to be working on?!
Ironically I had been thinking, over the weekend that I must subscribe to a file back-up service, such as Dropbox just in case my trusty laptop decided to give up the ghost. I thought about it but didn’t get round to signing up. You can, I’m sure guess what is coming next. Yes on Tuesday my laptop threw a wobbly and is refusing…

Bent double, like old beggars under sacks,
Knock-kneed, coughing like hags, we cursed through sludge,
Till on the haunting flares we turned our backs
And towards our distant rest began to trudge.
Men marched asleep. Many had lost their boots
But limped on, blood-shod. All went lame; all blind;
Drunk with fatigue; deaf even to the hoots
Of tired, outstripped Five-Nines that dropped behind.

Gas! Gas! Quick, boys!—An ecstasy of fumbling,
Fitting the clumsy helmets just in time;
But someone still was yelling out and stumbling
And flound’ring like a man in fire or lime…
Dim, through the misty panes and thick green light,
As under a green sea, I saw him drowning.

In all my dreams, before my helpless sight,
He plunges at me, guttering, choking, drowning.

If in some smothering dreams you too could pace
Behind the wagon that we flung him in,
And watch the white eyes…