My email sender started playing up before we went on holiday. I thought perhaps a little break was all it needed and it would be fine when we came back. It wasn't.
Two BT experts couldn't resolve it and, more crucially, neither could Husband. I don't know what BT did in the end but they fixed it after thinking about it for 48 hours. It's remarkable the joy I feel in being able to send emails again! So quickly we become dependent on all this modern technology!
Anyway in all the excitement of being able to send I've sent off another submission to a literary agent. And that actually is a huge benefit of the internet: not having to print out loads of pages, package them up, take them to the Post Office, and pay large sums of money for postage. It's much simpler to be rejected these days.