Dearly beloved ( pace Rudyard)

A sort of introduction.

Why set up a blog I have been asked. What I didn't do was to ask whether they meant me personnally, with the inference that my life and views were of no interest to anyone else or, more generally, why would anyone?

Well, I can answer for myself and I have a sneaking feeling that my reasons are the same of many others.

I know, and I suspect you know, its simply an outrageously gorgeous way of massaging my ego, of yelling out loud that I'm here like it or not, and that my affairs and views are extremely important even if you don't believe it.

I'm simply following a trend that started with homo erectus painting himself with red ochre and dancing naked round the fire. You may be sure he wasn't doing that to show what a modest, shy, and retiring fellow he was. Bet you never thought a personal blog was 2007s version of that activity. ( the little monkey on my shoulder has just whispered " it all comes down to sex anyway").

Of course I've done the bit about 'keeping the distant family and friends up-to-date with our activities' and what miffs me off about that is that I am going to have to post some stuff from time-to-time to to prove it! I've even done the bit about 'sharing knowledge' and having 'meaningful exchanges with other intellectual beings out there' - O yeah! since when did I need anybody to tell me I'm wrong about anything?

Why do I want a blog? Because I obviously fit the specification of a blogger. Self-opiniated, idiosyncratic, sure I know the answers to all man's ills and knowing that, if I don't want you to contradict me I don't have listen - and that don't happen in this house!!


Brian