My God I'm a Blogger

The information revolution was almost passing me by. I have a mobile phone but it doesn't play video, MP3 or Scrabble; it really only phones people up when I want to talk to them. Which is handy. I don't wish to download music. For some old fashioned reason I quite like my CDs to come in a plastic box with a printed booklet that I can touch and read and establish who is playing the dobro on track 5. I am quite proficient at e-mail, but then so is my mother and that was the revelation, the eureka moment. My seventy-something mother was as computer literate as I was, and it had to stop. I had to get ahead on the information super-highway. But how? I didn't really want to sign up for the Tesco on-line Shop & Drop service, and then it all became clear. What I and the rest of the world needed was a Blog of my very own. And so here we are, the first post almost complete and the worry already started over what on earth the second post will be about..