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Dear Reader, Welcome.

I will reel with surprise if you are anybody other than my mother or me. My mother, clever as she is, will read almost any nonsense I will recommend her to read. Except for Douglas Adams, that is. She refused to go past a few pages. I suppose even affection for your first-born cannot take you far with A Hitchhiker’s Guide to The Galaxy if you are not deluded enough.

Anyway, the point is that I am back on my blog after a longish time. This blog, when I used to write it regularly, was read by an average of three persons a month since – let’s see – 2007ish. If you had carefully studied my previous writings (I seriously doubt anybody did), you will have noticed it was mostly a rant of a certain kind. I promise this Resurgence will be no better.

I have returned because Reticence and I have reached a certain end. A fork in our path, if you will. A drifting off, of sorts. Growing apart, as it were. You get the idea.

Since I last wrote, much water has flown under the bridge. So much water, if you made beer of it, there would still be quite a lot of it left after Oktoberfest.

I think I have put on, er, a different pair of glasses to view the world since then. Pinker than before and hopefully with less parallax error.

This was an entirely unnecessary post, I understand.

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