First Post. Probably the Last Post, too.

Can't a empty page be scary, eh? I'd have so much to say to your face, really I would. Tell you all about myself, ask about you, find things in common, or not as the case may be, and you'd go away thinking, 'Isn't that Fairy Ann a chatty one? Couldn't she talk the legs off a donkey given the chance!'. Instead I have a screen glazing over with the boredom of yet another blogger casting the contents of their mind into the ether. Probably never to be stumbled across by a living soul. Not to worry. That'll be what happens to all my writing. A blog will be no different so I'll just take comfort from knowing that no-one will ever find out just how bad my punctuation skills are and leave it at that.



Any road up ... writing ... it's what I've been buggering about with for some time and I've decided, not for the first time I might say, to try and focus a bit harder on it. Do it properly. So this is a blog of my progress. Really for my information but you're more than welcome to read it should you happen my way. It won't take long as I daresay in a minute one of the dogs will start barking, I'll go to sort him/her out only to see something shiny on my way, get distracted and by the time - oh dear lord, is this as exciting as a blog is? God I'm bored already. You must be practically comatose with it! I'm off. I promise I'll not come back until I've got something to say. Honestly.