There used to be an advert on TV about how a dog wasn't just for Christmas, it was for life. I really should try and apply the same discipline to this blog.
Neglect. Pure and simple. It's just not right. And there is so much to write about.
The football for starters. New season is up and running and two games in have brought a win and a draw. I've scored two goals (in the match we lost) and am now injured (the match we won).
As I cajoled my strained right thigh muscle towards the railway station on Saturday, I thought just how painful would this be if we had lost. I was pained the week before when we lost and I am in pain when we win. So the leitmotif?
Football is pain. Tennis doesn't seem to be produce so much agony. Perhaps just the angst of learning so many new things. But that's no bad thing.
I ought to try and get a bit more with it.
Ace journalist and writer Jonathan Wilson was in Paris last week for the France v Bosnia match. I took advantage of his presence to do an interview with him for the radio station and go out for lunch.
By the time I emailed him to alert him to the interview, he replied he'd already had the link up on his Twitter page.
I plan to take six months off travelling between Paris and London.
Forget football and tennis, I need to to embrace digitalia.