...Merry Christmas, everbody's having fun...
Sorry, got carried away a bit there. So here it is, my amateur hour attempt at a blog.
Why? Well, I guess I'm really a frustrated writer at heart, and this gives me somewhere to air my views, vent my spleen and get it all down on virtual paper. I've tried getting some of what I've written into print (with extremely limited success) and in the absence of any other takers I thought I'd put it out there on t'interweb for you good folks to read/agree with/laugh at/sue me for libel.
What? I'm a simple soul, as anyone who has tried to teach me anything will tell you. Nobody wants to hear me prattle on about the situation in the Middle East, or global warming, or reality TV. My life isn't interesting enough that I can stick a diary of it on here without depressing myself, never mind any poor sod who stumbles across it. So I thought I'd stick to something I like, and that I reckon I know about. Hence this'll be a blog about rugby league, the second most important thing to me behind family (but only just). It'll contain my musings/rantings/ramblings on the game in general, specific games and other miscellany as it enters my head and hopefully before it leaves it.
When? Whenever the muse strikes me, dammit. I'm not doing this for your benefit you know!
Who? By day, I'm a mild mannered civil servant from Leeds in his late 30's with a wife and two cats. By night, I'm pretty much the same bloke except on Saturdays when I'm Josephine, but more on that later - or maybe not.
So read on gentle viewer and prepare to be entertained/informed/bored witless...