No one would have believed, in the last days of the year 2010, that skeptical affairs were being watched from the timeless worlds of Sydenham.
No one could have dreamed they were being scrutinized, as someone with a microscope studies creatures that swarm and multiply in a drop of water. Few men even considered the possibility of bloggers in southeast London and yet, across the gulf of cyberspace, minds immeasurably superior to yours regarded this blogosphere with envious eyes, and slowly and surely, I drew my plans against you.
Bit too much?
What I’m saying is, I’m back online, properly this time. The internet’s all hooked up in the new flat at last, I’ve had my Christmas break, and I’ve got no excuse not to be back on the wagon, writing stuff regularly again. I’m very nearly as settled in here as I’m going to be now, so I can’t keep putting it off with rationalisations about not being comfortable yet.
However, although I’ve been lamentably uncreative in my absence, I have been able to more or less keep up with my RSS feed, and I’ve been taking careful note of the various exciting things that have been going on. So, now that it’s all totally out of date and any topical interest is completely lost, you get to hear what I would have thought about everything that’s happened in the past month if I’d been there.
I’m going to aim for two short posts on this a day, and should get the backlog cleared in a couple of weeks. The first one will follow immediately after this.
If you’ve no idea what I was going on about at the start, let Richard Burton explain.