My blogging is a bit like a love affair. It started with passion and commitment and I couldn't leave it alone. Then I got all comfortable with it and thought we'd achieved a state of equilibrium. And now, the love affair has faded. There's no zing, no quickening of the heartbeat. There's neglect, a touch of staleness and regret. I want it to be different. I really do. But I have a new lover. Instagram is it's name. But I've popped back here so the old love doesn't feel completely forgotten. And I'm sensitive like that!
Here's a bit of my life (in Instagram pics of course) of late -