I am not Catholic. Which is not a problem or a solution. It’s simply a statement. It’s probably for the best if we steer clear of religion. Even though a lot of them are very pro forgiveness, their biggest supporters seem to practice very differently to what’s been preached in their direction. I’m just saying, before we get into this, that I’m not Catholic. I was married in a Catholic church, but I’m fat and privileged with a beard. Which is probably why I was taken to Church of England services. Fat, white and bearded is basically their mascot, after all.
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Welcome, dear reader, to my blog. That’s right, I have a blog now. Recently, I found myself suffering from blog envy and, as we all know, there’s only one cure for that. Get blogging. Whether anyone asked you to or not.
I can’t promise this is going to be a weekly thing. Or monthly. I guess that all depends on how well the writing is going and just how distracting the world beyond my keyboard becomes. I can’t promise it’ll be much more than me talking about myself either. There might be some book and film reviews of a sort in there. Or some hype and hope for the many talented people I’m lucky enough to know. Still, I’ll do my best to make this as interesting as I can and keep you posted on exactly where me and my brain are when it comes to co-existing on a daily basis and telling stories. I’ll try and make some good points along the way and be as open with you as I can. If I can do that, then I think we’re off to a good start.
Brace yourselves, people.