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50,000 people can't be wrong..?

Amazing.



Just checked the statometer (that's a technical term - get over it) and apparently this blog has now cleared 50,000 page views. I can hardly comprehend that fact - the closest thing I can think of is probably How many £s Lewis Hamilton earns in about half an hour.

Way back in December 2009, when I blundered into the world of having an online presence, I had no idea that in under 5 years I'd have cluttered up the internet with 550 blog posts, joined twitter and bothered innocent people 19,000 times, and bagged myself a newspaper column.

My 'job' (it's a place I go on quite a lot of weekdays and drink coffee) also involves me managing websites, twitter accounts, facebook pages, Flickr, Youtubes and a host of other things that, should the power ever go off and we descend into chaos, will be utterly useless in the battle for survival over the last tube of Pringles. Even if they are just the ready salted ones.

As is the way with the web, we all consume content, without often making our feelings know about what it is we're reading, unless it happens to be via social media. With this blog, and the newspaper column, it's exceedingly rare that I ever receive a comment or response, good, bad or "are you actually from this planet, you weirdo?"

So I have very little idea about the reasons for my 5k of views, and whether you actually enjoyed coming here, or left faintly disturbed. I do know that over 70% of you are in America, which baffles me even more.

Why would you be interested in the ramblings of a berk from a particularly damp and hilly bit of the UK? Whatever the reason - thanks.

Until I'm forced to stop by the authorities, keep popping back, and I'll be here.

You were warned!

(To prove my Brit credentials, I'm listening to the "Isles of Wonder" - the music for the Opening Ceremony of the London 2012 Olympic Games. It's chuffing great.)

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