It is a fact universally acknowledged that once blogging has caught you in its web, it's not that easy to escape.
I may not have posted for more than three months, indeed I had decided to retire gracefully from the blogosphere but I have made friends through this secret society, and last night I met up with three of them.
@themill, a near neighbour and similarly retired, and I travelled down the A1 together to a lovely pub where we met Hadriana's Treasures, who had made a 50-mile trip to be there. Expatmum had come the furthest - from Chicago - but on this evening, had just popped up the road from her mum's.
We talked about blogging, the seductive thrall it has, friends, family and oh, normal things.
Despite my lack of posting, I also speak to Gill and Karen regularly too on that other thief of time Facebook.
As The Eagles once said: "You can check out any time you like, but you can never leave ..."
