Yes, that was what I was afraid of, Plutarch, because this morning my mind is completely blank.
My boy Tim is home for Christmas. He is a Google Plus devotee (euphemism for quite irritating evangelist) He said to me 'Why don't you write a blog about Google Plus?'
My reply to him was similar to the abuse thrown at Ms. Garmin before I discovered she was a life-coach. Only I didn't call Tim a stupid tart.
I know, I'll engage him in an intelligent existentialist conversation...that should stimulate a fascinating blog subject.
This is getting serious now.
Only I can't think what I need to buy...