The main problem I face when compiling these journal entries is the worry that most of the happenings lining up to be documented herein are, if we’re honest, rather on the dull side.  The words, for their part, come easily enough, but have a nasty habit, once I get going, of heaping themselves together in such a way that even my mother would struggle to feign an interest.

That’s hardly a phenomenon restricted to the medium of print, of course: my spoken words also have a nasty habit of drifting off into the realms of, shall we say, niche interest (chroma dots, anyone?). Continue reading →

Now, before you read any further, I’d like you to do something (it’s my ‘blog – I make the rules).  Reach down and put a hand on the ground (those of you above ground level will need to trundle down the requisite flight(s) of stairs in order to do this properly.  It’s okay – I’ll wait till you get back).

You’ll probably have noticed, if you were playing along properly, that the ground’s quite cold today.  This, of course, is because Hell has indeed finally frozen over, which can only mean one thing: I’m finally returning to the bosom of my much-neglected ‘blog (bless it).

So, what have you missed?  Chuff all, that’s what.  No, really.

Well, there we go, then.  I’d envisaged that this update may take a fair bt of time to write, what with my last entry having been posted in July, but in the event it wasn’t that much hassle after all.

Job done.  If anyone wants me, I’ll be skating with Satan.

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Hovering, as we are, a gnat’s piccolo away from the two-month anniversary of my last post within these (not very) hallowed pages and having been quizzed a few times as to what I’ve been up to of late, I thought it was high time I carried out a quick update and made sure that you, my adoring public (you both know who you are), can keep up to speed with my helter-skelter lifestyle. So, here goes…

In the (roughly) seven and a bit weeks since my last post, I’ve done absolutely naff all. Seriously – nothing of any significance or import has passed anywhere near what we may loosely refer to as my life. Continue reading →