Today marks ten years since I started blogging; a full decade since I wrote this entry. Blimey – that’s quite a achievement when you think about it. I know I’m not the best of bloggers: I’m not particularly astute, and I don’t always have anything interesting to write about, but I think I’ve written one or two reasonable entries over the years. I have made an effort to keep it up, which, considering most blogs are only active for a few months, is something to be proud of. Indeed, today also marks six months, give or take, since I missed a day: although I might soon return to posting an entry at least every two days, I reckon this is my longest ‘chain’ of consecutive entries. That’s also quite an achievement, I think.

In a way, this website is a record of my life over the last ten years it’s highs and lows, it’s achievements and follies. It has indeed been quite a decade: my first entries were written in my old bedroom at my parents house; then I blogged from my room at uni; now I blog from my little office in the house I share with the woman will one day marry (on that note, congratulations are due to my good friend from uni, Chris, who is getting married to day). I don’t know why, but something compels me to keep it up, to come in here and type out my innermost thoughts for the world to see. While that compulsion has got me into trouble once or twice, I can’t see it abating, so all being well I’ll probably be blogging for at least another decade.