Getting Personal.

I want to make a post about a particular person who occasionally reads and comments on this blog. Would that be ill-advised, I wonder? I don’t see why, because I wouldn’t expose her to any embarrassment or discomfort that might accrue from being identified. I might attract pejorative anonymous comments from people who think they have the right of sanction over what I choose to post here, but who cares?

I wouldn’t expect to gain anything from it, of course. That wouldn’t be the point. The reason for doing it would simply be to illustrate how strong an impression somebody can make, even when they only effectively exist in cyberspace.

So I probably will – tomorrow, when my head is clear of John Barleycorn and a delicate part of my anatomy has stopped aching, I hope. My doctor tells me it’s referred pain, probably from my old back injury. He’s a good doctor; I trust him; and the tests were negative!

Right now, Clannad are singing Harry’s Game, and a pre-heated bed beckons. The temperature is well below freezing tonight. I worry about my little robin pal on nights like this, and they say it’s going to get colder. Winter is starting early this year.