I blog. As you know. Because if you didn't know, you wouldn't be here reading what I blog about. Which is sometimes interesting, sometimes weird, sometimes boring. I know. I will blog about nearly anything. When I visited Jacky in Canada last year, she actually said I would blog about a wrong fart or something like that. She is right. I probably would. I think it's interesting. If you don't, no bother. You don't have to read what I write. I am not forcing anybody.
But apparently there are a lot of anybodies out there who read my blog. My family for one. And my friends. When the accident happened last year and I didn't blog, family friends were on the phone within no time to ask my parents what was what! It's a comforting thought. Through my blog I have also found new friends. From Canada and the United States. From Belgium and Great Britain. And lately quite a few of my facebook friends have found their way to my blog. Some of them are former colleagues who want to know what's up with me. They wonder how I am getting on at 59 degrees North.
There are however also people that read my blog that I never hear from. I know a lady in the Netherlands who reads my blog. She never replies, we have never met, but I do know she reads my tiny blog (hint hint).
And then there are the Russians. This month, most of my 'visitors' came from Russia. I don't know anybody from Russia. I have never met a Russian. I have never been to Russia. The only words I know are njet and borsjt. And what about the Ukranians? The only thing I know about them is that they were the bad and then the good guys in the remake of 'The Italian Job'. Swiss, Germans, French, Swedes? Really? Who are you people? Would you be so kind to just leave one comment here to let me know it's not some weird computer thingy that is trying to hack my blog?