… here we are again: First of February.

Blimey, that sneaked up on me somewhat quicker than I expected!

Of course, it has now become a bit of a tradition on this blog – and on a couple of others, I’m pleased to say – that this day now marks the start of the February Blogathon, as is evidenced by my special February header at the top of this page.

To be honest, having done this for the past 8 years, I had considered not bothering this year, but then some bastard kind soul reminded me that it’s my duty to entertain the internets.


Anyway, I’ve just turned Ola over (and by that, I mean my signed Ola Jordan Calendar and not that I have just rolled her over onto her belly (oh, in your dreams, Masher, in your dreams – Ed.)) and can see that luckily it’s not a leap year. So that’s good: only 27 more posts to do.


Hang on to your hats: it’s going to be a hell of a ride! *

*This isn’t necessarily true.
At all.

9 thoughts on “Well…”

  1. It’s a dancing thing Bren.
    It’ll mean nothing to those who don’t delight in all manifestations of the terpsichorean muse.

  2. Ola gives dance classes near us. We are considering going to learn to trip the light fantastic. Or at least trip over.

  3. The Argentine Tango is my favourite. Get her to teach you that and I’ll forever be jealous of you.

  4. Yes, mine too. All those legs flicking in and out. It shouldn’t take more than a couple of weeks to master. And now I think we should change the subject as we are getting a bit too close to the Bruno Tonioni end of mascuinity.

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