Oh dear, Oh dear Oh dear.

Just checked back through my archives and discovered that I have been at this blogging business now since February in 2005, that is seven years and a few days ago, during that time I seem to have made nearly 2000 entries which works out at damn nearly five and a half blogs a week on average.
I have written about just about everything, particularly about food and family , words and travelling. I have married off one daughter and produced two Grandsons and made the dramatic move to France and all with Síle by my side.
A fair proportion of these blogs have been entered at 3 or 4 in the morning (like today’s) as I find this release of steam in the middle of the night as a great cure for insomnia.
Great thanks are due to those Constant Readers who have stuck by me (you know who you are ) and especially those who sent me wishes during the last episode of slip sliding through the French medical system.
(Jeez this is begining to look like an Oscar speech)
Anyway, just before anyone of you drop me off your Favourites list, I have no intentions of stopping- I enjoy reading my own Words far too much for that.
And (as the title indicates) I regard the whole business as being out of my control.