New Life was intended to be about renovating a 1960s bungalow as an eco house and living in it. It has not worked for a variety of reasons. There were too many things to do, too many people I did not wish to offend. In short, I was too close to everything to write as a journalist. And that is the only way I am able to write.
After three months living in Ridgeway, I can say it is a bright, comfortable and warm house. I feel ready to resume blogging.
Wordblog, my original blog about media is being revived but it will have a wider range and incorporate New Life. I will write about whatever I feel like writing about. After several years of retirement I take more of a consumer view but I still feel passionate about journalism so that will feature.
On a lot more topics I have strong views and will say what I think. In my own mind I will be using the experience of living for a bit over 70 years to inform my views; if that makes me sound like a grumpy old man, so be it.
In recent weeks I have had time to stand and watch birds in the garden. Gold finches scavenging for food, a green woodpecker extracting worms from the ground, long tailed tits around the bird feeder. I will write about them too. Encouraging wild life is one of my excuses for keeping the garden rather unkempt.