Nature abhors a vacuum. In a way, I think we all do.
This is the 100th and, for the time being, last of this series of blogs that I kicked off on just under a year ago. 75202 words of (mostly) original content on the things that have fascinated, diverted and appalled me. Which in the end came down to what it always does- the curious way that we behave, and the people around us behave. WordPress provides the blogger with a wealth of stats (many provably wrong, as it happens), but the one I like is that it is has been followed from 68 countries, with a surprisingly loyal reader in the United Arab Emirates. Whoever you are, thank you.
A number of the blogs prompted great reaction, most notably the ones about the crapping dog in Midhurst, me getting stuck in a skip and the series of letters to the beleaguered Assistant Chief Constable in Sussex. The nation of Benny Hill is alive and well, and it’s a lot of fun trying to captivate it. So why stop?
You could choose from a number of reasons, (the risk of same-old, same-old being a compelling one), but only one would be honest, the one about it turning out to be quite difficult to write into a vacuum. ‘There’s a lot of your blogs,’ said a friend recently, ‘and they’re a bit too long for me. But you should probably keep doing them.’ Somewhere behind her faintest of praise was a truth universally acknowledged, which is the one about learning when it is probably time to stop banging on. For a while at least. Just before the faint praise starts normally does the trick.
Besides, I want to give time for some new cast members to inch onto the stage. Ones that aren’t called, Boris, Theresa, Jeremy or Donald.
So until later in the year, stay tuned, have a great rest of the summer and, whoever you are, thank you for reading these!
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