In the last seven days, I missed two. Two whole days where nothing appeared on this site.
That hasn’t happened for years.
Now, in the last week, somewhere over 1,400 people have dropped in for a read.
How many of those people were concerned that I missed my daily scribbles?
Two people were concerned enough to
put pen to paper finger to keyboard to enquire as to my wellbeing. What about the rest of you 1,398? I could have been lying dead in a ditch for all you care. I could have been incarcerated at our courts’ pleasure, but did you give a damn? I could have been dying from a terminal case of Ebola but did you give a flying fig?
It makes me wonder why I bother.
From now on I am just going to write to the two people in the whole Godforsaken planet who actually show a spark of decency – you know who you are.
But being a magnanimous sort of bloke, I will still wish you all a Happy Mother’s Day.
I don’t celebrate it myself
seeing as I’m not a mother.