it’s nice to see that after moving home and a flurry of welcome comments (not to mention comments of welcome) my page views per day have returned to their natural level in single figures. all is now officially well with the world and you can be sure that reading this you are either in a vast echoing chamber (the inside of my head most likely – a bit like ‘being john malkovitch’ without the unflattering haircuts), with someone who has stumbled on the wrong blog or among the select few. i leave it to you, my beloved regulars, to determine which of these applies to each of you.
maybe the improved stats on wordpress are not for tender souls like me. perhaps the ivory tower of the archfeminist at blogspot is where i should be spending my reclining years. i guess it depends which blog has sky sports so i can watch the ashes (i’m too mean to buy it myself and sufficiently dishonest to claim i’m too principled to put money in the pocket of the digger). i fear the answer is neither.