Still here ...

It's Friday night and I'm here. JB, are you crazy? Well, we all knew the answer to that one a long time ago. I was heartened by a couple of posts I received in reply to the previous thread, so I thought I'd just come by and say hi!

It's definitely been the festive season so far. Lots of drinking, sunbaking and playing golf. And it's not even Christmas! But that will soon be upon us and gone before we know it.

Just waiting for the cricket to finish before going to one of many Christmas parties, which reminds me - because I'm not as regular here as I used to be - that I should wish you all a merry Christmas and safe, happy and prosperous new year. Make every post a winner.

Never is a promise and you can't afford to lie ...

Poignant subject line, I know. Great Fiona Apple song, too. Check it out.

I promised that normal transmission would resume shortly. It didn't. Aside from saying sorry, it's also me who feels remorseful that I've neglected what has been a fixture in the lives of many close to me in the last couple of years.

But I think the blog is dying a slow death and that, after 194 posts - including this one - comes the feeling it's almost time to pull up stumps.

I remember that in times past I would put a picture or two up here to mark an important moment in my life, like travelling. Well, I've been to Sydney three times this year and I haven't posted anything. My return trip to Hawaii has also sadly not been recorded in the annals of this here blog.

The blog might still have a place and it technically isn't going anywhere. It's right here, still, right? I might come back here now and again when I get some motivation but for those who hope of it being like the good ol' days will probably be disappointed. I'm disappointed, too.

I know I have got some loose ends - those Sydney trips, including the second instalment of my September to remember - that need tying up. They still might. Just not right now.

In summary, I'm feeling pretty good since changing jobs (but still with the esteemed broadsheet) and moving to Melbourne (but still calling Geelong home). I'm getting lots of comments and compliments on my appearance and people tell me I look happy. They're right. I am.