Friday, January 03, 2014

Part 2.(1) Altered title.

INTRODUCTION.
If you regularly look in on Watching The Detectives you will know I have of late been at sixes and sevens over whether to keep plodding along with it, adopt a new format, amend/modify it, or jack it in altogether and leave blogland to the army of hobbyists, obscenity pedlars, business opportunists and professional hacks obtainable in increasing numbers at the click of a mouse or dab of a finger.
I've made a few abortive attempts at an alternative format, but have fallen each time at the hurdle warning me I could lose saved additions to my current set-up – whatever that may mean. In any case, I rather like the old fashioned layout. So once again it is back to square one.
THE TITLE.
The Detectives are no longer in the title because they no longer figure that much in the content: Poirot is dead, Foyle has retired, Patrick Jane has bumped off Red John and scarpered and just about everything left is a hodgepodge of tripe produced by giftless wonders.
I have led with my name because it is a good name and one of the few now left in the country not preceded by a title or followed by letters. I decided, after a brief try out and a checkup on Google, to dispense with the full Christian name and revert to Den. Dennis has me either muddled with a gentleman of similar name who is a Cambridge University mathematician, or confused with a Senior Technician (P and AV), of exactly the same name, who works at the School of Dentistry/Oral Health Centre of Western Australia. It also places me at an address in Ventnor from which my Leader and I moved in 2000 or thereabouts. Bit like the papers, Google, ain't it?
THE CONTENT.
Well, think old dogs and new tricks. Never works that well. So don't expect much change.
As if you did anyway.
AND THE WISH AGAIN.
       A Happy. Peaceful and Prosperous New Year

                  Gawdblessyer one and all!

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Glad to see you back Den.