am still here or not?
Not sure whether I even want to be or not?
Imagine the scene, my lovely mum was head over heels with a guy who was she decided the love of her life. Until that fateful day he called to take her out standing on the front porch wearing a bowler hat. Yes, you read that right a bowler hat.
That’s the way I feel about blogging at the moment.
Added to which I find I can no longer comment on mine or other peoples’ blogs.