As you may have noticed dear reader, I have taken a decision to no longer tie myself to blogging every day. It had become an unnecessary distraction in my working day, and I think the quality, what there actually ever was, had dropped. The intention of the blog in the first place was to ensure that I wrote regularly, and it has certainly helped me to do that. I have now written far more plays (Into double figures now I think) and also managed to branch out into other writing as well. It should be pleasurable, but I know from bitter experience that for a large proportion of the time, it can also be onerous and annoying. That is how I found the blog in the end, and now that I have made my decision, I hope I can get back to simply writing it for the fun of it. All sorts has been happening recently, with the eventual launch of a new session in my old home town being up there on the list of important things that have happened (I don't really have a list like that obviously, that would just be odd). The economy still continues to crash and burn, and I can't help but continue to get angry at the arrogance and ignorance of our Government throughout the situation. Whilst I am sure that some degree of austerity was always required, I think there was always the danger that it was an ideological set of measures rather than ones designed to be either sensible or socially acceptable. I am clearly not an expert on economics, and I bow to those that are, but some of the measures being brought in make no sense unless you explain them through tired old political ideologies that should have been consigned to the scrapheap many moons ago. Eldest finishes school this week. This makes me feel incredibly old. What with this, my revisit to my old Town, and the hideous reminiscing taking place on Facebook has made me look to the past rather than the future, which is always a dangerous place to dabble for me.
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