So. I've been guilt-tripped into starting up the blog again. I'm pretty sure that there's only two people that read it and one of those is responsible for the guilt-tripping. If your name isn't Helen or Dougal, please leave a comment, even if it's blank just so I can confirm my suspicions.

Reasons for stopping blogging? Life took on a Jerry Springer-esque quality and I didn't think it was appropriate to chronicle every ridiculous life choice I was making - though as Dougal pointed out, lots of people like reading blogs about other people's ridiculous lives, so in hindsight maybe I should have continued and I'd have my own-mini-series by now.

Life now? Less worthy of dramatisation but oh-so-bloody-much-better. In no particular order, these are the kinds of things I will be blogging about from now on, if you find them boring.....blame Dougal.

Gardening

Cats, and the expensive nature thereof.

Walking up big fuck-off hills.

Psycholinguistics.

My big lesbian wedding

Killing myself at the gym to ensure I don't have a big, fat, lesbian wedding.