Bad blogger

Nine days and no blog.
Many excuses - learning to cook, watching TV instead, going to the pub, trying to write something of substance, sleeping, reading, listening to music.
Bad blogger.
Tonight the question - is Robert Kilroy-Silk really Nick Griffin Lite? The right-wing extremist you could take home to your mum.
Some of the things he said on Question Time tonight made the audience gasp.
And tonight, for the second time this week, we have been running in heavy, cold rain. Winter is fast approaching, even in the warm west of England.
Puddles and street lights, chip shops and junctions - all the beauties of running around town in the dark. We stand in the car park afterwards and steam gently, then make arrangements to do it all again on Sunday, or on Tuesday.
Tomorrow night we quiz at the Inn on the Quay. The Caerphilly Kid and I are masters of ceremony, and loads of people say they are coming.
And all the time the blog goes untended, and the literature of substance remains unwritten...
Bad blogger.