It was back in 2005 on March 23 nearly ten years ago when my first attempt at blogging took off. since then other bloggers have come and gone; some like butterflies whose life expectancy was brief, then there were the strugglers who sought fame and lost, some being disillusioned and others bored to tears with other witless bloggers and finding there was life after blogging. None of the bloggers I crossed swords with ten years ago are around anymore each of whom have died on the vine at various intervals over the past decade.
There are a few people who still comment here, some more frequently than others some whom I have a great deal of respect for and others much less, which of course is to be expected when most subjects within the blogosphere are controversial and which remains the main source for blogging apart from the never ending doubt and suspicions regarding the plethora of miscellaneous Gods and other mythical purveyors of non existent eccleslastical wonderment..
I do not have a degree in science , however, I do have an interest in truthful scientific evaluations. and abhor the use of so called lesser abnormalities and crimes used in expediting major political and other non secular and pontifical matters for the so called betterment of all.
Recently my appearance has been sparse, this has been due to my ongoing health problems and more domestic and marital responsibility being imposed due to my spouse who at the age of eighty; and eight years my junior; having serious memory problems., it can be expected that these problems will not be going away and can be regarded as simply just another cycle of our existence until our T O D.
Comments by relatives on the past 1,268 posts on this blog have been nano minuscule to say the least however those who have sent email messages have been few also , but to those few who have bothered to do so I offer my thanks - particularly the vast majority of whom were from the UK .
Very little interest seems forthcoming from the relatives in Australia mainly the younger four of our five sons and their issue who will due to their lack of response fail to hear the news that our eldest son who has resided with us for the past fifteen years and has and is still being our main source of support in most situations which required assistance will be the sole benefactor in our last will and testaments, being that most of the gang of four are already well off and doing substantially well in their various fields of monetary pursuit, the one exception being the most junior who has a permanent fire in his pockets. This is by no means not an altogether. disclaimer of my brood, birthdays and yuletide messages are sometimes remembered particularly when embarrassed by receiving like messages, although a little distant we are still amicable except for one dissident son and his non wife partner are still at loggerheads with me by their choice and not my own., so sad! I offer them a 'Get well soon' message.
Most of our relatives in Australia live a fair distance away; meaning a max speed X two to four hours, not a trip one would do on a regular basis which also helps along the theory 'Out of sight out of mind', but not necessarily to us their parents who think of them each day as good parents should.
This post it seems has taken an eternity to write due to more than a dozen distractions, it is a problem that I have to face up to in the future. If by chance an opportunity to post comes along I shall try to do so but visiting friendly blogs will be my main pursuit.
Five interruptions in six minutes - have to go, the mind boggles.
Vest .....Back soon ...'Perhaps.'
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