It’s been a quiet month so far. The prospect of some work in Tunbridge Wells has been looming large on the horizon for some time, pre-empting a few emails and phone calls, but not yet materialising into something tangible; some actual, proper work that I can get stuck in to.
So far, this year, I’ve only done three days’ (nights’) work, down in Andover. As such, I’ve been going a bit stir crazy, stuck at home.
So, I’ve tried to keep busy… well, a bit. The dining room has been redecorated and I’ve started work on my next caching project, which will probably take a few months to put together, although now that I’ve sorted out the software issue (thanks to my mate, Dave… C++ coding not being a strong point of mine), it should now be quite straightforward. Yeah right!
Blogging has also been quiet of late too, but that’s mainly because I have had nothing of much interest to write about. I’m sure that neither of you would be interested in reading the day-to-day events of my currently torpid lifestyle.
But hopefully that will change soon, because in a week and a half it will be February, and you both know what that means!
Last year I was joined in my month-long blogathon by Graham, Brennig and Dave, who all rose to the challenge magnificently – especially Dave, who blogged continuously for three months… the mad fool. I don’t think he ever recovered!
I don’t know if they’ll be joining me this year (I do hope so) or whether any other bloggers out there are willing to join us and swell the ranks (ooer, missus) or, I may even end up doing it on my own again, but either way I can promise you both a month-long rollercoaster of blogging highs and lows.
Mainly lows, I’d wager.