It's not about the cliques, it's about the comments Part Deux
I wrote a post right at the beginning of this blog about how it was about who was reading you, not how many people, that was important. Also, it was who you were pointing to that would reveal what you regarded as important in cyberspace. Now, my blogroll is in need of some serious updating, but today I reached a point that classically reveals a healthy blog.
The number of comments is greater than the number of posts: 256 to 253, coming from 2,348 regular visitors and 9,147 first-timers (that strikes me as a lot of people not wanting to come back. Yikes.)
Let's hope that I can keep writing stuff that more and more people are interested in. Already, I'm happier about blogging on blogs and podcasts and all things educational. The antagonising I seemed to have caused some six months ago seems to have given way to curiousity and reasoning in my readership. I've also found that the RSS Glue that fascinated Will and others way back in August has now become a daily thrill.
Over the next few weeks I hope to be blogging a lot more as I have become a professional couch potato. Not through wanting to but because of a set of invisible stairs at Stirling station and a night in the Emergency Department last night, one the direct result of the other. The ligaments and bone in my left foot are likely to take two weeks to get well enough for singing and dancing again.
So, as Margaret Thatcher's "The lady is not for turning", Ewan McIntosh just can't turn (damned crutches). I might get round to Flickrfying the bruising and things protuding from my foot when I'm really bored.