Blog off

So you want me to write a blog? Really? I'm not sure I'm into the idea myself. Spilling my guts about who I am, what I like to eat and where I like to go with no control over who reads it. And that's exactly my point. Who is reading it? And why? I've always thought of the World Wide Web as a sinister place, where perverts pretend to be schoolgirls and geeks from school pretend to be shagging Danni Minogue (Let's face it, they're working in IT in Milton Keynes really). No no no. Blogging/self exposure. It's not for me.

But the idea of snooping? Now that's something that really appeals. I'm quite happy to stick my nose where it's not wanted. In fact, since being set this challenge I've quite happily spent a fair amount of time prying on myspace and finding out all sorts of scandalous gossip about my cousin's fella (now ex-fella - one of the things I found out was that he's been getting frisky with a local slapper, ooh-err). Something tells me I've just been rumbled though: www.myspace.com/djuntoldstory

Maybe this blogging malarkey can be fun after all.

So where did I look for inspiration for this blog? To you guys of course.

Who'd have thought amongst us we have an asbestos specialist, an award-winning sports journalist and a gymnast. It's amazing what you can find out on Google.

So, as flavour of what's to come...the person who initiated this task. Ladies and gentleman, I present to you, Mr "Hobart65" Williams:

Who he is
What he eats(Warning: this link contains explicit content some may find offensive)
One of his favourite pastimes
And another


Nervous? You should be.

Surveillance in progress