In writing this blog, I’ve become aware of the two types of entry I post. The first is of events and happenings, which are of no real interest to anyone but the family. Freya’s bowel movements or an evening’s getting drunk with friends are not, unless I am misjudging humanity, impressing anyone (even the avid Big Brother energumen); the second is thoughts, ideas and theories, some more serious than others. These, whilst maybe being of more interest to the populace, are written with the sole purpose of giving Freya an insight into the kind of people we are/were.

Recently, the blog has comprised almost exclusively the former, so I was pleased when, just as I was going to bed last night, I had an idea for an entry that fell firmly in the realms of the theory-category.

Sadly, when I woke up this morning I’d completely forgotten what it was that had occupied my thoughts the previous evening.

So, this entry oppugns my original intention, ending up as just another boring happening in my life.