I was warned by seasoned blogger Mjohnson that this would probably happen. That I'd be very enthusiastic for a couple of months then drop off the face of the silicon blogway altogether. I laughed in his face -metaphorically at least. I wasn't actually in the same room as him at the time, had I been I would have LITERALLY laughed in his face. As it was just an email conversation, i merely snorted to myself in disgust and replied to his email with something along the lines of "oh no, I'll keep this one up don't you worry."
Well, I should have known better than to tangle with such a webbing sage as he.
As it is, I've disappointed many of my readers with four months of silence. For this, I can only apologise. I'm sure the absence of my blog in this time has left you all more alarmed than a Tyneside policeman hearing the unexpected creaking of footsteps on the other side of a farmhouse wall.
Which brings me back to my favourite ever tweet, discovered yesterday by @LukeHoosTawking in relation to the hunt for mentalist & peculiarly-named North-East cop-killer Raoul Moat:"Police have just discovered Raoul Moat's camp...I could have told you that, his haircut is pretty gay, tad Jimmy Sommerville/Erasure."
Priceless. What a big old gay he is!!
If you are reading this Raoul - come and have a go if you think you are hard enough*.
Anyway. Here is a blog entry. It's not big and it's not clever. But it's here.
I hope those 8 readers that were reading it in February haven't all gone away. Come back. It's nice. More soon, I promise. xxx
*I know he isn't reading this, you see. He's sleeping under a gooseberry bush somewhere stalking the police. I'm not stupid in actually asking him out for a scrap - the guy is a fucking lunatic. With a gun. And a gay haircut.
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