Ten years ago I was writing several blogs on various subjects - F1 motor racing, Music, Classic Cars, Great Romances and, most crushingly, a personal journal that included my thoughts on America, memories of England and Africa, opinion, humour, writing and anything else that occurred. It all became too much (I was attempting to update the journal every day) and I collapsed, exhausted and thoroughly disillusioned in the end.
So this blog is indeed a Toe in the Water, a place to document my thoughts in and on WdC but with a determination not to get sucked into the blog whirlpool ever again. Here's hoping.
I wonder - did that jar of Shillings sometimes just seem a little lighter than expected? You thought those paws could not in fact reach into it along with wallet and purse and umm, appropriate some small tax for tolerating the existence of humans in his domain? "Pffft"
Mine wouldn't last a day out in the wild. She loves her heating pad and eating plastic, is afraid of her own shadow, and must be on my lap at all times.
I've just realised that this blog's fifth birthday passed by earlier this month. Five years of blogging - that's a feat in itself and would probably be worth celebrating if I had any interest in celebrations at all. But I'm happy enough to claim humility in letting the date slip by unnoticed. Truth is, I don't take notice of dates and am often surprised by my own birthday.
But, talking of feet (it's a pun on the alternatively spelt version of the homonym), I was examining the pic I'd chosen for the blog and noticed that those feet on the beach are very strange. They look flat but also arched rather highly. And it's a lousy day to be at the beach, judging by the dark clouds on the horizon. Which all goes to show that any port will do when looking for a blog post subject.
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