A warm Happy New Year to you all. Many months again have passed since my last posting. Again. This blogging thing just isn’t sticking.

Like everyone else, I made some resolutions for New Years, and one of mine is to keep a diary entry – every day. For ‘diary entry’, read ‘blog entry’. A hard ask. A very hard ask. However, I’ve no excuse – I’ve had 24/7 internet access for knocking on for ten years now, and it surely doesn’t take more than a few minutes to knock out some text summing up my day.

Part of the problem of failing to keep a diary is my frankly fucking scary lack of anything remotely like a decent short-term memory. There’s also the fact that I’m awfully lazy, and have a habit of putting off things that I could do today, tomorrow. And, with a diary, you forget the things you did yesterday and don’t enter anything. Rinse, recycle, repeat, and blam it’s 7 months since you last wrote anything.

So, I begin (again) today. I feel a little like a smoker giving up the fags, or an alcoholic getting back on the wagon. This is something I keep trying, and I keep steadfastly failing at. I think, perhaps, in the past, one of the reasons I’ve not kept up with diarising my life, is that some days just have nothing of any worth to report. For this new regime, this isn’t an excuse. I must write something – even if its ‘Had beans and chips for dinner and took the dog for a walk’. I’m hitting that magic 3-0 this year, and frankly, I can’t remember a shit of the last 10 years and I’m terrified of the prospect of not remembering the forthcoming formative years of my daughter’s life.

Sure, I created a blog for myself and Emma to update specifically to address Aimee’s achievements – the link’s on the right over there – and this is great for our friends and family. Living away from our respective families makes it tricky to keep everyone informed of when Aimee’s done something amazing, and Aimee’s blog tries to address that. To her total credit, Emma keeps an eye on this, and puts up Aimee’s milestones whenever she can.

I got the idea for a daily entry in a diary from Michael Palin’s excellent Python Years diaries, which I purchased whilst on holiday in Malta earlier this year. He too came to a similar conclusion, shortly after the birth of his first son – that his life was skipping him by without him taking any notice of what was happening – so he sat down one day, and resolved to write a journal entry everyday. Sure, some days he wrote absolutely nothing of note (and, thankfully, such entries are omitted from his published diaries), but other days provide a fascinating insight into his life. If Palin can do it, so can I. However, I can’t promise amusing anecdotes about John Cleese and Eric Idle!

Another barrier is my distinct lack of grammatical structure. Sure, I can write proper, innit, but I have awful written verbal diarrhoea. I apologise for this in advance. Sorry. Perhaps I’ll get better with time and experience.

So, on we go. I’ll add an entry now for today, Tuesday 1st January, 2008.

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