I Am Not A Pirate Of The Manchester Ship Canal

It's a blog. Jesus wept.

I generally have three rules about blogs:

• The whole "mass journalism" communist reporters FROM THE FUTURE concept is nonsense.
• Blogs are primarily shite.
• Robots are ace.

I am not going to break any of these rules in this here, my bright shiny new blog. Except for the robots one, especially if I try and build a robot and post about it because I can guarantee it'll be a mess of cables, transistors and electronic anger.

I have blogged over the ages on various websites including my own. However, when I try to get deep or do anything sensible I break down and go on a rampage of self-doubting, which invariably leads to beer. As much as I enjoy this, it's stopping me from ever continuing for a sensible length of time.

My longest attempt was one I ran with a couple of mates, but having zero visitors was disheartening. As our posts were mostly about being chased by angry dairy cow farmers and promoting the underrated Estonian bands that represent the future of indie rock through the medium of eurovision pap.

Now either leave a comment or go away. Bad grammar will be tolerated only if you have a doctor's note and a comedy malaise.

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