I have discovered over recent days that I have a readership that I never knew about.
Members of my family including my dad, my brother and my niece have started reading the blog, and while they probably don’t hang on my every word, at least they don’t hang the posts on a nail as toilet paper, though this may simply be because we no longer have outdoor loos in Ireland (you should all come here, we have street-lighting and stuff as well).
They have also told friends, who have told friends, who have told friends.
Using the Six Degrees of Separation Theory, Barrack Obama should be a keen fan by about next Tuesday.
Needless to say I am thrilled by this. And needless to say my brain has frozen, and not in a whole-tub-of-ice-cream-in-one-go type of way.
I am conscious that the friends told by the friends told by the friends will come here, see that I have started skipping days and that on the days that I do write I write riveting articles about my eyesight, and that I may soon be reduced to writing eye-catching articles about rivets.
Using the Six Degrees of Separation Theory, by about next Tuesday Barrack Obama will think that I am an idiot.