Well. This is a little embarrassing.
Over the last few years, there have been gaps in postings. Sometimes you may have gone a couple of weeks without seeing anything new here. Occasionally you may have seen a month or so go by.
I say "you" in the plural, although that's probably a little ambitious these days. I can count the readership of this blog on the fingers of one thumb.
But the last time I put anything up here was August last year. And 2014 itself was hardly a prolific year for postings, was it, dear reader?
I'm aware that on a regular basis I come back to this blog after such a gap and say things like: "This time it's different"; "I'm going to knuckle down and update this regularly"; "I'm determined not to let this slip again".
Which is all utter nonsense, isn't it? Because by and large, there's always another stonking great big gap lurking around the corner.
So then. 2014. I acted in a couple of plays. I took up cycling and found that I actually quite enjoyed it. I went to Morocco again. I lost two and a half stone in weight (about 35 pounds if you're one of my non-readers from 'Murica).
And yet I did practically no writing. Shocking. Especially given that I had some good source material. In 2010, when I was neither acting, cycling, losing weight nor visiting the mysterious continent, I wrote 109 posts. Last year I did seven. SEVEN!
I'm not going to make any promises, because we've seen where that gets us in the past. Let's just see how 2015 pans out, shall we?