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The joy of six

Last Friday, the 4th of May, marked a significant anniversary for me.

As my full page, 305th, newspaper outing was published in Cumbria's The Mail and News and Star, it was six years exactly since my first "Thank grumpy it's Friday" column in the North West Evening Mail, as it was back then.

Amazing. I've mentioned before about the journey to the first column, through the paper's Big Blogger contest, and how I very nearly packed it in at the start of this year, only to be offered the full page.

I said I'd review how it was going after a few months, but a stressful house move throughout this period means my perspective on all that is somewhat skewed - it's hard to make the time to write, and even to research or concentrate, when your life is all about legal paperwork, bewilderment, boxes and bubblewrap.

To add to the confusion, I recently discovered that my original contact at the paper has left. So far, no-one has been in touch about who I now communicate with, so for the time being I'm firing my output off once a week, and it's appearing.

So, will I make 7 years?

Your guess is as good as mine!

(CD A-Z: RCD Classic Collection 5 - from a deceased mag called "Rock Compact Disc". A random selection of tunes, currently playing Ride's "Chrome Waves".)


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