He didn't get where he is today by stealing somebody else's catchphrase.


Happy Christmas. If you're reading this and you can hear the Queen's speech in the background, then you really need to get out more - or get back to your sprouts. If you've not got any sprouts, I'm sorry - you've obviously missed out on the true meaning of Christmas. Perhaps you should hunt down another vegetable?

This will be my last posting for the 2007, so you'll not get any new stuff to read for a week or so... I'm sure you'll cope.

As I drove across the moors to meet my other-half for Christmas dinner, I pondered about the future shape of the site. I've done approximately 330 posts this year. I'm not entirely sure if this is a good thing. It certainly shows madness dedication and is credit-worthy, but I think in the coming year I'll be going for a lesser amount of posts - probably two or three a week. They might just be a little more meaty than what you've had recently. Quality over quantity, or something like that.

I was also thinking on how people stumble across this site. Perhaps I shouldn't ponder on that one too much, because after looking at some of the search criteria people use, there's some weird people out there. That said, I'd like to be able to help people better find what they're after. For this reason I'll be introducing tagging (along with some sort of inevitable tag-cloud) into the blog. It's unlikely I'll be tagging old posts (there are over 500 - that would be a huge job),

But that's that until the New Year. I'm now off to get my passport and phrase-book ready as I don't plan on spending New Year in Britain. Have a good one.
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