After my longest break from blogging since the drug-fuelled years of the seventies I guess I've got some explaining to do. Neither dead nor imprisoned, too much has just been happening, and that's my problem with blogging.

When nothing's going on you feel pressured to post something, wandering the streets hunting for inspiration, then end up posting a link to yet another boring website. On the other hand, when you're having the most exciting time of your life you can't just stop every day and go off and blog about it, especially if you're in an exotic location without internet access such as, err... Cornwall.

Being pissed every night for the last two weeks has had nothing to do with it.