My boffin, as Virginia calls him, came this morning and sorted my computer out. After an hour it was business as usual. Apparently part of the trouble was that we are a business (the farm) as well as a person (me with my personal e mail) and BT are intent on combining the two things together (my boffin says they should have done this in the first place really).
The password, which I put in so many times over the past two days and which was rejected each time, was accepted this morning. Apparently it is my personal site password and not the business one (we don't actually have a business one).
S till, ours not to reason why is my philosophy. When I go into town in the morning I shall buy a spanking new notebook and neatly copyin all my passwords/ favourite names/first pets and all the rest. In the meantime I shall sit back and enjoy the fact the everything is working again.
It has been an awful day here today. After a perfect Autumn day yesterday it has poured with rain all day today - well over an inch of rain here on the Eastern side of the Pennines and probably twice that much on the Western side, where all the trains have been disrupted by fallen trees on the lines and rising water levels. Autumn has arrived in spectacular fashion. Our neighbouring farmer and friend was talking to the farmer this afternoon and said that the River Ure (which rises in the high Pennines, on the watershed) was rising fast and 'banking' - let us hope, as it has now temporarily stopped raining, that it begins to go down as fast as it comes up. The river, and also our other river, the Swale, can rise up to twenty feet in an hour in really wet weather.
Not many houses flood but cattle and sheep always make for the highest ground they have got in the field and do sometimes have to be moved for safety.