Personal blog of a reluctant internet “entrepreneur”
So, I’m off skiing to Morzine in France this Thursday and, although the forecast is improving, the conditions don’t look good. There was some snow before Christmas but very little since. The village and lower slopes are green and there has been a lot of rain. While I’m reluctant to believe that every bout of freak weather is attributable to global warming, there seem to be many odd things going on. I hope that now the proper winter is going to begin.
Here is something rather cheering. I’ve never been a huge fan of basketball, believing as a friend of mine once said that, “only the Americans could have invented a sport where a goal is scored every ten seconds.” Still, if it’s on, and I have nothing pressing, I’ll watch it.
Last night was one of those nights - baby in bed, wife out with friends, too tired to do any of the necessary DIY in my house - that is perfect for watching something without having to explain why I’m watching it. The something was Grizzlies vs Lakers. I understand the Grizzlies have been having a torid time recently, not least because one of their key men, Pau Gasol has been injured with a fractured foot. Well, last night they stuffed the Lakers.
Here in Spain, Pau is a real hero. Local boy makes big time in star-filled NBA. What’s more, he seems a nice guy. He’s polite, well-spoken and unassuming. When you have to listen daily to interviews with idiot football prima donnas, this is refreshing.
Last night, he may have been flattered by a poor Lakers defence, but I thought he was magnificent. Fast, cunning and powerful. He seemed so fully in tune with his team and was reading the game so splendidly he had me bewitched. The beard is good too.
Now that I have finally had time to investigate the main functions of Wordpress and worked out how to change the template so that this blog looks prettier (it’s called Ocadia), it’s time to make a first proper post to this blog.
The fact is, I’ve been toying with the idea of writing a blog for some time. One of my main concerns has been my ability to be consistent. Can a write something that someone might want to read various times a week? Can I keep going week after week? I’m certainly grumpy enough. I have no end of complaints about the way of the world. Now and again there are even events and novelties I find cheering. Clearly, there is material. I just have to make sure there is will.