Return key not working.

[citiesofbismuth]

Some people are reporting this, including myself.

It stopped working for me this afternoon too.

Me too

And me.

Stopped working for me earlier. Another poster said her return key was broken and I thought that might be the case for me but it's only here that it doesn't work.

I thought I'd broken my phone
Phew - still not working though.

YY Rebecca that was me I have also just discovered its only not working on this site.

Me too - iPhone 8 updated to iOS 12.0 couple of days ago.

And me!

Same for me too! I thought it was my phone.

MN went down just before it happened i got a white screen

Here too

And me, using chrome on Android

(Chrome version 69.0.3497.100 on a macbook air running 10.11.6)

www.mumsnet.com/Talk/_chat/3374992-Weird-issues-with-formatting-on-here?msgid=81279665 few of us over here noticed it. i'm on my laptop.

The mystery deepens.

Here too. iPhone 7 using website not the app

And me!

Me too, using laptop, tried Edge and Chrome. It's not working when I am posting in the message box and also when I am typing something in the search bar and then hit enter to start the search. I am relieved other people have the same issue, I thought my keyboard was broken!

And me. Driving me crackers!

Mine stopped working this afternoon. I was posting in FWR.

On iPad and mine not working

Meamillion

And me

And me.

Mine's kaput too (laptop, Chrome). It makes text quite annoying to read because if you write anything more than a sentence or two it all just melts into one big a para. Call me Ishmael. Some years ago - never mind how long precisely - having little or no money in my purse, and nothing particular to interest me on shore, I thought I would sail about a little and see the watery part of the world. It is a way I have of driving off the spleen and regulating the circulation. Whenever I find myself growing grim about the mouth; whenever it is a damp, drizzly November in my soul; whenever I find myself involuntarily pausing before coffin warehouses, and bringing up the rear of every funeral I meet; and especially whenever my hypos get such an upper hand of me, that it requires a strong moral principle to prevent me from deliberately stepping into the street, and methodically knocking people's hats off - then, I account it high time to get to sea as soon as I can. This is my substitute for pistol and ball. With a philosophical flourish Cato throws himself upon his sword; I quietly take to the ship. There is nothing surprising in this. If they but knew it, almost all men in their degree, some time or other, cherish very nearly the same feelings towards the ocean with me....