Not proper canon

Dear Reader, this is something I swore I would never do in my blog. Writing about not writing. Surely there is nothing worse reading.

"Sorry for not updating this, I really should." Is there is a more vacuous statement in web 2.0 life? No. There is not. So I sympathise with you if you got this far. I feel the pain too. But here we both are all the same. And it sickens me more.

In a vein attempt to merely bend rather than break my own 3rd rule of blogging, please see this as not a proper article but more as if I am putting you on hold as a call-centre might do. Sit back enjoy the muzak and let the apologetic platitudes drift over you like clouds in a blue sky.

Your call is important to me.

So I must apologise for my lack of updates to this blog.

I have not been, as the kids say, "out-of-town" nor have I been so buried in work that I have not had the time. I actually have a valid reason.

The Greville lap-top upon which I produce the blogettes guerrilla-fashion has broken down. The fault, even more annoyingly, is but intermittent. The back light of the screen flickers on and off. Screen / no screen / screen / no screen. This meant that my usual gonzo style would have been reduced to short bursts of attention grabbing nonsense.

Frankly, if people wanted to read like that then surely someone would have come up with a form of publishing restricted to, I don't know, 140 characters say. And no one has.

But do not fear loyal reader! For I have found the will and the drive somewhere from deep inside and made the effort to find the means to post again! I have wandered into the spare room and turned on the PC.

Don't get me wrong, it is not as good as being able to watch TV and blog. And my posture is a bit more workman-like. And it is a bit colder through here. But until I can make the screen on my laptop come back for more the 45 seconds at a time it is a sacrifice I am prepared to make.

Thank you for holding.

Normal service will be resumed very shortly.