Don't you just hate those people who abandon their blogs for several weeks or months, and who then resume posting with some pathetic story full of excuses for their absence such as I lost my job/ the job's a bitch/ my wife left me/ my wife is too demanding/ the dog died/ the dog ate all my notes/ I've just got back from a month taking photos of villas in the Med/ or some similar tale of woe?
So I'm not going to fall into that trap by boring you with a tale of how I've been too busy moving into a new house and dealing with all the hassles of lawyers/banks/movers/cable guys/phone guys, and helping Tillerwoman buy all the new furniture/kitchen appliances/rugs/lamps/garden equipment/ etc./ etc. that we apparently need now we have a smaller house. Because that would be too too tedious and would only be part of the truth.
Nor will I tell you how much we love our new house and how just hanging out here, and admiring the scenery, and watching sailboats as we eat our dinner, and enjoying the sunsets has induced such a feeling of relaxed satisfaction that blogging has been the furthest thing from my mind. Because I know that's of no interest to my remaining three readers and is only a partial explanation for my absence anyway.
And I'm certainly not going to tell you that living in this gorgeous corner of Rhode Island is like being on vacation every day and that I'm so chilled out that I haven't even sailed my Laser since we moved because that would sound totally lame and would not fit at all with the image I've projected in this blog of being a die-hard Laser sailor who sails in rain, hail, ice, hurricane and snow. You would think I'm getting old or soft or both and would ask me why the hell I moved to live by the sea if I'm not going to go sailing soon?
So I'm just going to leave you guessing as to why this blog has been silent for three weeks. But I am back. And there is some sailing about to happen. Stay tuned.