I'm in one of those anti blog moods at the moment for a number of reasons. I started it many moons ago really to explore the technology rather than to write about anything in particular. I never tell people about my blog, some of myfamily have found it and I like to think it helps us stay in touch a little more than we would if I didn't have it. A few workmates have found the blog through the years, this I don't really mind. I must admit you feel a little vulnerable when you think what the archives might hold, but when I started I was adamant that I would not edit my posts.
It amuses me to see the work places, present and past, appearing in the access logs and imagine who might be reading. When it is mentioned in conversation, I definitely think a little more about what I post.
Last week there were a few searches for my wife's full name, it worried me enough to dig through the access logs. The IP address is a cable modem in Australia, why they were searching, I have no idea.
The point of this post, I think, is to try to justify why my blog has been boring recently.

Down the road from here, where they are demolishing houses in Mersey Street, a film crew directed by Richard Attenborough are filming some scenes for that movie about the lost ring on Cave Hill. I went for a dander round today and took a few snaps. They have constructed a demolished church, which looks jolly authentic.