I pity my colleagues who don't blog, don't read blogs, don't have their ears to the ground, their fingers on the pulse of the zeitgeist, like wot I do. Pity them? Sneer, more like it. Take today, f'rinstance: "David, have you seen this great website, hats of meat?" Yes, months ago, dear. "How about this one: stinky meat?" Ho hum, that is so last year. "Ha ha, look: the end of the internet." Been there, done that. Send me something new! Perhaps I should let them in on my big blogging secret?

Since I started blogging, I have seen so much, learned so much, accumulated so much rubbish. Perhaps this is why I can't work up any enthusiasm for reading at the moment - my brain is full.