I’m sure that everyone of my age or older often finds
themselves wondering about the speed of the passage of time, perhaps even
finding themselves uttering words along the lines of “Doesn’t time fly!” with
disturbing regularity.
By way of example, about eighteen months ago, Mick & I
went to Florida to celebrate our tenth wedding anniversary, yet somehow the
numbers on the calendar tell us that it’s our fifteenth this year. About five
years ago we walked LEJOG, except that those pesky numbers on the calendar tell
us that it’s actually ten years ago this April that we set out*.
And apparently, it was eleven years ago today that I first
put fingers to keyboard on this blog.
It has been rather quiet around here as late, but hopefully
we will do some stuff relevant to this blog (as opposed to our other blog at thegateposts.blogspot.com,
which was much more active than this one last year) sometime soon.
In the meantime I had good intentions of throwing some
photos into this post illustrating what I’ve been up to whilst not getting out
walking, but I can no longer use Open Live Writer on my laptop, and I’m feeling
too lazy to transfer these words to, and fiddle with photos on, my phone to use
Bloggeroid to create the post. Anyone familiar with Blogger will likely
understand why I’m not even considering creating a post within Blogger itself.
(*I gave serious consideration to re-walking LEJOG this year
in celebration of that tenth anniversary, and revisted the thought many times.
Eventually I decided against for many, and varied, reasons.)
