I've been catching up on what's been happening on the Thanet blogging scene since I've been away.
Good to see Little Weed blossoming. And it seems Lucy Mail has decided to give herself a bit of exposure by starting her own blog.
Meanwhile the flying doctor continues to entrance us with his scintillatingly irresistble mix of lost dental plates, Sir Roger Wind's after dinner speeches, notes that he's found scribbled on the back of carpet tiles, and gags 'borrowed' from yours truly, amongst others. If you ask me, the poor old chap's running out of ideas. In fact I see he's now begging people for suggestions.
Oh dear, did I just think that or write it? Me and my big mouth!