Hello Blogger. Its been a while.
About five years as I recall. Back then, I was merely a dopey 25 year old wannabe writer with a penchant for loud indie rock music, exotically flavoured Toffos (Banana! Toffee! um...!) and slightly uncomfortable honesty when people expected me to write light whimsy about bottoms, biscuits and associated seabirds.
And oh how those days were good, dear Blogger! We dance, we sang, we shared naughty jokes about the headline makers of the era ("Has anyone else noticed that Prince Charles has got big ears?", "Tony Blair? More like Tony B. Lair!", "Where is dad?" etc.). But alas, it could not last and I was lured away by the promises and spiffy templates of Wordpress and you know, the fact it didn't look like some sodden egg boxes painted by a five year old. I can't deny they were some sweet times too - myself and some very good friends created a few new websites - one of which was even quite good
But now, I am back cap in hand, penis in between legs and fog on the Tyne for more adventures in Bloggerland where I've come to try and force myself to write more after seemingly months without putting together anything remotely approaching a long-form project. Whether it'll be every day I don't know as yet but the desire to write in me is growing again. Even if its just a string of poorly crafted nonsense about bottoms, biscuits and associated seabirds.
Its good to be back...