I keep coming here to my blog and looking at this old post;
old and a bit sad because of its abrupt stop.
Even I didn’t know what I was doing. There I was in the
middle of showing off pictures of our Indonesian volcano adventures when I
interrupted it for a Wednesday Window (I mistyped that as Wednesday Wino – that
would’ve been another kind of post ALTOGETHER) and then, well, wimper. Nothing.
All left hanging.
So what happened?
Hmmm, well this is what stops me starting to blog again: not
knowing what or if I should explain. And, if I do elucidate, just how do I go
about it?
I don’t want to be all cryptic but nor do I want to blab
away indiscreetly, embarrass my family and any readers who still might come… So
unless I want to talk about it at a later date can I just say worry always
impacts my creativity and it has been a stressful time?
But look, the Google’s reader thingy stops today or tomorrow
and I don’t have an email subscription set up, so the reality is tea stains
might not have any readers left…
The good thing about this is that I’ve pretty much always
written tea stains for ME; so I’ve slung up some bunting in that British, slightly
embarrassed to be trumpeting my return, and if anyone still comes and says
hello, well, Hello back.
