  THIS IS RIDICULOUS Without a lot of faffing about, I have this to say: I don't think I'll be able to keep this site up. Not that I have been keeping it up, of course - it's been two months now, after all. There are two problems: first, I'm on the move, which is, ironically, why I started this bloody thing in the first place.
It causes trouble, though: usually a computer is only available to me for fifteen or twenty minutes at a time, and most of the computers around here (I'm in Cambridge now) are really rather, well, crappy. Secondly, I'm not always on the move. For the last three weeks, for example, I've been in Sunderland, a mid-sized city just south of Newcastle, staying in a stately old home called Heatherbrae, where computers are never spoken of, let alone owned. So this simple solution - which I thought would replace having to inform people individually that I was still alive - has become far more complicated than I originally thought. I don't want to make excuses for myself: believe me, my personal notebooks are filling up fast. But I was warned by a friend at the outset that I shouldn't take up weblogging if I wasn't able to really lean my shoulder into it, and I don't think I am able to do that - not at this juncture, at any rate.
This shouldn't alarm the last half-dozen people who are still occasionally checking this site. You probably knew that a mea culpa would come at some point or another, and here it is. So, until further notice, consider this weblog shut down until I'm resettled in Canada, which should be during the spring of next year. With every good wish to you all. 
