Sorry For The Silence

Hullo everyone,

Just letting you know that I'm still here,
you know, still alive and kicking.
I've just been off for a bit, living my life, away in strange and distant lands enraptured in grand adventures and curious shenanigans.

And now I'm back.

And how life hit me hard in the face.

Work, work, work, work, work, and this quiet little blog all waiting for me to walk into my home so as to jump all over me like a small pack of puppies,
rabid puppies that do not shut up,
wolves at heart really.
And I have been neglecting them.

For anyone who actually reads this blog, I'm sorry. You deserve better.
So I find myself apologising again:

As with most aspects of this blog, the posts are capricious as little impish children and seem set to only turn up and wander in as they please.

For me, the days all smudge together into one smooshy soup of deadlines and appointments, with all rhyme and reason to the wind. I love it.
I do not wear a watch (my life is far too busy to be constrained to time), and neither, for that matter, do my posts, it seems. They just turn up whenever they please, by their own whim, like
stray cats and dogs turn up on the doorstep. That is how it is.
They have their own agenda.

So yes, I am sorry, posts on this blog will surprise you as they manage to surprise me, turning up at all unlikely hours and in no fit state.

And for the time in between,
Well I'm sorry for the silence.