The true beginning..

Well, pursuant to "en-cee's" welcome advice on blog convention - all dutifully heeded - I feel I can embark on my blog adventure in earnest. Thanks Nige - all very useful advice and very much the etiquette I hoped to uphold and preserve for the life of my blog.

I've been thinking in spells this afternoon about this blog and what I'd like it to contain. My problem, I think, is that I have an opinion on almost everything and could rack up the blog-space very quickly with spurious grumbling. I'm hoping, I think, to strike a balance between my take on current affairs and a recount and analysis of everyday occurences in my life. God, that sounds terribly boring. Perhaps I'm thinking about it too much.

I'm going to use this opportunity to breifly address a few queries raised by "en-cee". The legal implication of saying something specific about someone explicitly identified requires consideration of two main things. Firstly, the libellous aspect of defaming the individual (if applicable) and, secondly, the balance between the individual's right to privacy and your right to freedom of expression. A contentious and very technical area of the law - something Mr & Mrs Douglas could regale stories of wedding photographs about!

On a lighter, and less serious, note - Saxondale enjoys a 2nd series tonight on BBC2, at 9.30pm. While not a patch on Coogan's other, far better work (namely Alan Partridge*), the series offers an amusing take on the monotonous life of a pest controller with a catalogue of roadie-related anecdotes to pass on to his naive teenage assistant about the "good old days". If you can look past the Partridgeism congenital with Coogan in whatever he does, you'll definitely enjoy a giggle.

Right, I'm off to finish my evening's duties before I sit down with a bottle of beer and Mr. Saxondale.

* Apologies in advance. I fear my very particular taste - and indeed love - for certain comedy shows, series and performers will inevitably feature heavily herein.