Forgive me for being unable to involve myself in any of today's fascinating banter across recent postings.
Apart from being surrounded by an ever-growing blogjam, if that is an appropriate word to coin, I am chin deep in cartons. All those boxes of belongings arrived today from Paris, mostly - but with infuriating exceptions - in the unbroken state in which they left. Normal service may be resumed soon. But intriguing as I have found the Toby Harnden blog wars - and Bill Taylor's sparring partner Colin Berry deserves credit for getting stuck in where we might have expected a few thoughts from Roy Greenslade - I am resisting an inclination to enter that particular fray.
Apart from being surrounded by an ever-growing blogjam, if that is an appropriate word to coin, I am chin deep in cartons. All those boxes of belongings arrived today from Paris, mostly - but with infuriating exceptions - in the unbroken state in which they left. Normal service may be resumed soon. But intriguing as I have found the Toby Harnden blog wars - and Bill Taylor's sparring partner Colin Berry deserves credit for getting stuck in where we might have expected a few thoughts from Roy Greenslade - I am resisting an inclination to enter that particular fray.
May I humbly suggest, however, that Colin B takes the sound advice implied by Sarah Hague's comment to him about his own blogging skirmishes?
Labels: Bill Taylor, blogging, blogjam, Colin Berry, Paris, Roy Greenslade, Toby Harnden
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