About 15 billion years a go things kicked off, like Continental drift, big nasty meteoroids killing poor fluffy dinosaurs, general world-being-created stuff, and of course blogging becoming trendy. (I say trendy, real trendy people don’t have blogs, like Kate Winslet, though actually, she might have one, just not admit to it, maybe she’s the http://belledejour-uk.blogspot.com/ answer me this, have you ever seen them in the same room at same time? ha!).

In the world of sad no-lifes who jump on every web band wagon ever, I am king. Along with the one eyed monkey. So horror when I say until now I’ve resisted blogdom.

Actually that’s a lie. Actually it’s more than one lie. For one, it implies I’ve carefully thought through the dilemma of to blog: good/bad, which would I fear be a lie. And second, umm, I’ve already got one.

But that one was shit… and never updated. so we’re pretending it never existed. yes?

Now I have the wordpress thing. Which is my new best friend.

Our agreement: I’m not going to update this much. it’s going to be crap. Too techy for normal people, too un-techy for techy, too localised for non brighton, will presume you know me, while only talking about abstracts. And I have decided that I will say shit and fuck when the mood suits, in a un-subconscious way. You agree that you will never read it. We are all happy. Again.