OK, so it's been ages since I looked at this blog or even thought about it.  Needless to say it was a nudge from my nosey sister that prompted me to look again at what I had written.

This whole blogging thing is odd; how is one supposed to know what to say?  Do folk wander about all day thinking that the world needs to know all about their day?  If so, what does that say about my life ... generally dull and uneventful.  Maybe I need to get out there and fill my time with interesting stuff to blog about ...

Although the reality is that I really don't want an exciting life.  It always sounds too exhausting - rushing about doing stuff.  I'm a lazy cow at heart and would rather do what I'm doing now -watching  the Six Nations while faffing about on my computer!  The reality is that by the time I've finished work and done the minimum amount f housework to keep the Black Death and Famine at bay, I'm too pooped to go white water rafting or climb Mount Everest in my pyjamas or whatever else would fill a blog with excitement.

Is there any hope for me or the blog?

Who knows ...