Today is my second blogiversary, but I'm feeling very muted about it.
At the moment I'm not at all sure whether this blogging caper is any kind of good idea, and am wondering whether the several friends who pour scorn on the whole notion might not, after all, have a point.
And at the moment I have nothing to say, so instead might take a leaf out of Elsewhere's book and celebrate the day with some linkin' to a few ghosts of postings past, over the last two years.
On Latham and Beazley, 2/11/05: of historical interest. Note no mention of Kevin, who at that point was the merest speck in the distance.
On Kathy Reichs, Dorothy Dunnett, Ted Hughes, Sylvia Plath, the Rolling Stones and Tolstoy, 16/12/05
On Brokeback Mountain, 31/1/06.
On A.S. Byatt's Possession, 22/3/06.
Anzac Day Ode to the Grandfathers, 25/4/06.
On gardening and memory, 29/8/06.
On education and the Howard government, 7/10/06.
A recipe for Christmas trifle, 23/12/06.
On French, 21/3/07.
And finally the obligatory meta-post, 12/7/07.