Something About Nothing


A few weeks ago, in order to maintain a regular blogging schedule, I committed to regularly writing short posts about ‘not very much’, instead of longer posts that pretend to be about ‘something’ but aren’t really about anything.

Since making that pledge, I have written anything much.

So the plan didn’t work.

And now I’m reduced once again to writing about how I’ve failed to produce any meaningful content for this blog, aside from a couple of poems, one of which was a Haiku that I wrote ages ago and the one I posted yesterday, which was about Bovril.


Who writes poetry about Bovril?

Anyway, I’m really just posting this as confirmation that I am still alive.

I have just been occupied with lots of stuff lately.

Some of that stuff is work related and it genuinely makes me sad that I have to spend good blogging time working on paperwork that no-one is ever going to read but nonetheless needs to be completed so that I can answer honestly when people ask me if I’ve done it.

I’m not above answering dishonestly about completing paperwork and I have employed that strategy many times in my life to get people off my back, but it generally is prudent to complete it anyway, at some point, because even though most of the time no-one bothers to read it, it only takes one excessively keen and enquiring person to start probing for the whole house of cards to come tumbling down.

I feel there are some of these overzealous vultures circling at the moment so I’m being particularly careful to “dot the ‘i’s and cross the ‘t’s” in my professional life.

However, all work and no play would make James a dull boy so I have also been quite busy filling potential blogging time with other fun stuff.

I could write about that fun stuff here.

But I won’t.

Because that might create the illusion that I lead a vaguely fulfilling existence.

Which might even be the truth if I really think about it.

But I think a sense of satisfaction with my lot in life would be setting entirely the wrong tone for my blog.

  5 comments for “Something About Nothing

  1. October 16, 2017 at 9:14 am

    There is not enough poetry about Bovril. I intend to compose a sonnet before elevenses.

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  2. October 16, 2017 at 9:47 am

    Just write it down James we like your stuff, forget beauraucracy, not sure if I spelt the word correctly, but you know what I mean. You have a lot of fans who really love your writings. So don’t stop. We love it man! Yeh that’s the old hippy coming out in me. Love ya man!!

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  3. October 16, 2017 at 9:24 pm

    Your honesty, regarding your dishonesty, has been duly noted by this excessively keen and enquiring person, and has been passed to the relevant authorities.
    See the Headteacher!


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