Welcome
So here we are, then. I finally decided to do it. Welcome.
A word or two of caution, though, before we proceed.
I have a long and undistinguished history with this kind of thing. My life so far has been sprinkled with hobbies and projects begun, sometimes pursued for a while, but always ultimately abandoned. I was going to teach myself to play the flute. I bought one. I downloaded the instructions from the web. I immediately realised that it requires lungs the size of Range Rover airbags just to get a note out of it. Trying to play a whole phrase… well, that felt like scaling the north face of the Eiger in a force 9 gale. The flute now languishes on a shelf in the spare bedroom, just next to the calligraphy pens and my childhood stamp collection.
Over the years, there have also been dabblings with playing the piano (now a handy sideboard), singing in a choir (abandoned after three years out of necessity, before I murdered pensioners in cold blood), and making greetings cards. This last was a slightly more successful venture for a while. I even sold a few. But in the end, it went the way of all the others, leaving in its wake a pile of pink cardboard and glittery sparkly things which make my spare room look like a Barbie brothel.
Anyway.
An enthusiastic beginning, like so many others. Let’s see how long this one lasts.
Something Blonde 
Welcome to the wonderful world of blogging. I think if you manage to blog for three years without murdering a pensioner, you will be doing pretty well!
Got here from Clive Woodward trending on twitter…. I’m betting you are offended by his total blandness – so I’m hoping your thoughts might not be entirely bland. Following you now… don’t disappoint!
Well, I hope it does – I’ve hugely enjoyed the two posts I’ve read, and could have written the tsnami one myself – although very little drags ‘im indoors away from his laptop, and I’d take Clive Owen over Ralph any day ..)