It's funny how things pan out. It really is.

You might think that, what with me being travelling and in the middle of eastern Europe even as I write this, that the idea of a revival of the blog seems a million miles away. Up until twelve hours ago, I might have been tempted to agree with you, as it happens. Though, as I said, it's funny how things develop - a talk with Mitch and suddenly I'm inspired to revive this long-standing institution, this sui generis.

I ought to tell the full story, mind. Last night we discussed at some length (I say discussed as if it were a two way process, though it was more Mitch complaining that I don't blog enough anymore - sentiments I can wholeheartedly agree with) the blog and, this morning, amid blurry vision and a head that feels like it's been stuffed full of cotton wool I decided to check up on my once-beloved blog. To my surprise, I found that the hits counter had spun past 80,000, with over five hundred since last sunday. Awed, my mind began to whirr and ideas began to fall into place, much like they would do if a mousetrap game were constructed correctly. (Alas, such was something I was never able to do, though the advert assures me that it was possible.) The product of such deliberation is this blog, which describes itself. I've created a paradox. Well done me.

On a slightly less egotistical note and one of forward thinking and determination, I shall endeavour to write more. I know that I've banded this phrase about for quite a while and can personally recall a good five or six occasions without even scanning the archives of the blog. It's easy enough to do, and this blog shall stand testament that I can write about anything given the motivation to do so - even the blog itself. Budapest is the next city on my travels, so I'm sure there shall be something worthwhile there to discuss and I do hope that such a trend continues.

Gaz out.