About the blog

It’s weird, isn’t it?

Not the blog, (Although…)

Last night, out for dinner, lovely evening. The blog thing came up. And our friends said:

It’s amazing that you find something to write about each day.

And we laughed.

But it kind of is, given that it’s been 11½ years. But there have been a lot of days when I can’t think of anything, and suddenly this is one of them. Bit meta.

Still managed a post though.