I started this blog as a technical exercise, and then I thought it would be good for me to extend myself and start writing about something just for the sake of writing. But somehow I seem to have missed the point of blogging. I know of nothing interesting to write about — like those terrible modern novels by the literary illuminati which end up being about nothing other than the lives of literary illuminati. My own interests aren’t even interesting to me so it isn’t likely to engage others either, and blogging is a social enterprise (even though I know no-one reads this other than myself) so that is one major topic that won’t supply any material. Now, I do find myself in interesting situations that I can blog about as a reporter, yet that talent seems to require speed in deliver before the event fades from memory and my terrible procrastination scuppers those attempts too. I am left talking about the mechanics of blogging — how dull can you get.