OK, so there aren't 400, as any arithmetician will tell you. That stat jumped off the eblogger dashboard as I logged in the other day, but I neglected to observe that it included draft posts. (Now, really, anyone reading this blog should ask the question "Why does something as haphazard as this blog have draft posts!?" Well, anyway, I do.)
So, I stuck some of them up - retaining their historic intended location, which renders them unfindable without the assistance of this little index...
Something worth doing
Doomsday
Privacy and naturalism again PS
What is Turkishness?
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Saturday, 17 January 2009
Four centuries!
This is post 400. And the first past the post of 2009.
A lot of fun, satisfying, tiring and even wearing stuff has been happening over the Christmas and New Year period. Some of it may even make its way onto the blog.
For now, here's a sad story of the vanishing bookshop chain (SPCK). Not connected with the credit crunch and the collapse in retail sales around the UK, but the result of some very murky dealings by some Orthodox businessmen. Speaking from a conservative evangelical perspective, I never found all that much of interest in SPCK (but, then, the faith-lite of what's in Wesley Owen these days is hardly better, alas), but I still lament their demise, especially if they have been beaten, stripped and robbed. I heard the story first from my brother's brother-in-law (yes, that's my claim to fame).
A lot of fun, satisfying, tiring and even wearing stuff has been happening over the Christmas and New Year period. Some of it may even make its way onto the blog.
For now, here's a sad story of the vanishing bookshop chain (SPCK). Not connected with the credit crunch and the collapse in retail sales around the UK, but the result of some very murky dealings by some Orthodox businessmen. Speaking from a conservative evangelical perspective, I never found all that much of interest in SPCK (but, then, the faith-lite of what's in Wesley Owen these days is hardly better, alas), but I still lament their demise, especially if they have been beaten, stripped and robbed. I heard the story first from my brother's brother-in-law (yes, that's my claim to fame).
Friday, 26 September 2008
Friday, 15 August 2008
the blog cycle
Is there one? Am I in the classic 2-year dip, or in a regular downturn as part of the long-run blogonomic cycle. Perhaps someone should do a Gaussian thing or a Poisson whatsit on the blogometrics.
I feel quite unlike blogging at the moment (in case you hadn't noticed).
Have I run out of things to say, even in my own opinion? Am I depressed? Does it matter?
The very fact of sticking something up now or at any point suggests some kind of commitment to or interest in communication posterity. Hmm. Back to the sermon on 2 Corinthians 11:16-12:10. Paul had to deal with problems slightly greater than a sense of vagueness about a blog. In fact, even I do.
I feel quite unlike blogging at the moment (in case you hadn't noticed).
Have I run out of things to say, even in my own opinion? Am I depressed? Does it matter?
The very fact of sticking something up now or at any point suggests some kind of commitment to or interest in communication posterity. Hmm. Back to the sermon on 2 Corinthians 11:16-12:10. Paul had to deal with problems slightly greater than a sense of vagueness about a blog. In fact, even I do.
Friday, 4 July 2008
Whatever next!?
Another exceedingly good joke at my expense, that's what.
The kid is good. Very good. (And several months older and funnier than me)
Alas, until just now I wasn't fully aware of quite how little hair I have from the back!
The kid is good. Very good. (And several months older and funnier than me)
Alas, until just now I wasn't fully aware of quite how little hair I have from the back!
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