Purpose is vague, to be defined yet full of potential...
What to write, how to structure?
Do I choose to be formal or personal, introverted or extroverted?
Will I find passion in this (the passion to continue, that is)?
Perhaps this is to become a public diary, a celebration of life in Crowthorne, a tale of a Cornishman abroad, a place to vent my spleen at an unreading world, to bemoan injustice, to share muscial discoveries or simply somewhere to post pictures of my dog.
So... right now, I'm sitting typing, whilst some ninties Christmas movie is playing on the TV, watched by my wife, daughter and youngest brother.
I'm keeping an eye on the BBC Sports Personality of the Year commentary, hopeful that my old Chemistry teacher, Chris Goninan wins the Unsung Hero award for his dedication to, amongst other things, St Just Cricket Club
