What’s another year?
Johnny Logan never knew the half of it. It’s been almost that long since my last post, and why? Because I’ve been growing a beard, and you people have no idea of the dedication that takes – the hours of laser-precision brushing in front of a Victorian gilt mirror, the days wasted picking silver strands off sofas/desks/carpets/toilet seats/my wife’s face – this creature is high maintenance, for God’s sake, and it cares not for the vagaries of any so-called ‘personal’ schedule.
Also, I’ve been re-acclimatizing back to an everyday work situation after over a year sitting in a largely empty building writing long reports (albeit often quite entertaining ones) every weekday, which meant I kinda went off the idea of writing anything at all (apart from rude letters to the Daily Mail and the occasional Facebook flourish) for a fairish time.
But now I’m back. I’m not going to pretend that I’m going to write every day – as I’m a very busy daddy – but I shall endeavor to try every week, with reviews taking precedence. I might even proffer the odd tip on Beardcare.
Oh you lucky people.