“…and so I sat down”

“Yes”

“And I thought”

“Yes”

“That I’d write my blog”

“I see”

“But when I did, I couldn’t”

“How do you mean ‘couldn’t’”

“Well, nothing would come out. I tried it but I couldn’t think of a single thing to write”

“And this happened when?”

“Well, it’s been happening for weeks now. It seems unless I am moaning about my eldest daughter, I can’t think of a single thing to say”.

“Ahhh… but what about your love life and young Beth (of the Shire)?”

“Well that seems to be going OK but, to be frank, she is still rather cautious”

“And how are your band, the Honeymooners on Mars?”

“That’s ‘Honeymoon’, no ‘ers’. Well we’ve a gig coming up at the end of the month but nothing else to report”

“And your other daughter, the one called ‘YD?’”

“Thirteen and lovely”

“Well, can’t you write about your job?”

“That bores me to tears; it is not fair that I bore others with it”

“Hmmmmm…. I see. So because there is nothing of particular interest happening in your life you don’t feel you have anything to write about? Can’t you just waffle nonsensically like you used to back when you were ‘DK Thrust’?”

“But I seem to have lost the knack”

“Don’t worry. It will return. You’ve two weeks off work so something’s bound to pop up that you can twaddle on about”

“I suppose you're right. I’ll just have to try harder.”