Critically Self-Critical

I seem to have become obsessed with writing really strong blog titles, that invoke a sense of impending brilliance that the paragraphs below them probably fail to deliver.

I have become the Radio 4 of blogging – thinking that a clever or witty name is 90% of the work needed to ensure a successful programme.

I shall endeavour to do better (or simplify my titles).

In other news, in the file marked “Better Late Than Never (Pancake Edition)”, is the information that we had our pancakes on Ash Wednesday rather than Shrove Tuesday this year. We did this for a very important reason - we completely forgot them on Tuesday.

I made a bit of a pig of myself, as usual. My undoubted Champion Filling Of 2020 was vanilla ice cream with a honey drizzle. I had three of those bastards, and my teeth still feel coated in the sugar now, so I probably won’t sleep until Sunday.

RC 27-2-20