Monday 6 September 2010

Why do this?

I seem to spend an inordinate amount of time, usually on the train, scribbling away with my fountain pen writing all the stuff that pops into my head; memories from childhood, people I'm observing on the journey, things of importance that happen, and I thought it might be better to put them all on here instead of having masses of notebooks.

You might find some of it amusing, or you might find it as dull as ditch water - who knows. So, feel free to read away and comment if it strikes a chord with you. It will be sporadic, I should imagine. It's not like I have nothing else to do, afterall.........

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