Kilts & Tartan Made Easy by Dr Nicholas J Fiddes

Kilts & Tartan Made Easy by Dr Nicholas J Fiddes

Call me phickle

Or not, but it's true that I’m scarcely the soul of constancy. I’ve just started setting up a website and have stumbled into another pit that will take more learning and time than I have to spare this poor malnourished blog. My visits will be infrequent, I hope you won't mind?

Just to throw the blog a bone, however, may I mention that I’ve fallen again under the spell of Jennifer Warnes? What a great voice for conveying emotion. Damn, I thought I’d left behind the music of Leonard Cohen. It would have been all right had she not made that song 'So Sad' with guitarist Robert Michaels.

Aquaculture Technology Centre

Aquaculture Technology Centre

now, unless you like salmon or oysters or some other farmed seafood, this is hardly likely to whet your appetite or turn your crank, but it may yet become the basis of a story. I'll wait and see.

Since I have mentioned photographs, and since I can't resist wasting time when I could be working, I thought I’d give it a whirl. Posting pix is easy enough, even when they have no relevance to the price of turnips. That's okay, though.

The phoolishness continues

I promise not to continue with the cute spelling. If it hadn't been for the difficulty of choosing the first blog title, I might never have fallen into such sinful ways. I do, however, promise to occasionally spell check my entries, as much from habit as concern that you Dear Reader will feel obliged to point out the continuing errors of my ways.

At the moment, this blog seems superfluous to my needs. If I want to post photos, and god knows why I would on anything other than a website created to corral some clients, there's always Flickr.

Still, there's a nagging suspicion that someday I’ll find a use for this blog. My worry is that some poor soul with too much time on his/her hands, and bored by all the T&A online will do some random searching on Blogger and leave a comment here. Please don't. I will feel the need to respond and who knows where that kind of thing can lead.

Now, once before I had a similarly named Blog, and the frustration mounted when I was no longer able to create a new post, except as a comment I could leave myself. I visited there briefly today, and was lured into trying again...mostly to see whether I could also add a link to one of my check-every-day blogs:





By the way, there may come a day when everyone on Earth has a blog. They may even be mandatory. When that happens, 'Knock Knock' jokes will reign supreme, with the lowest of the most common denominators winning the field.

Goodnight, Dear Reader.