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In cartoons of old, people would come back from their holidays to find dozens of pints of milk on their doorstep. The caption would read “whoops, looks like we forgot to cancel the milk”. These days, nobody has milk delivered (except for one very annoying person in my street, their antiquarian tastes causing me to get blocked behind the milkfloat at least once a week).
I’ve been away for a few days, a 4 day blog break, and I come back to the modern equivalent of the pints of milk on the doorstep. I find that my feeds to blogs are bursting at the seams. One blogger is expecting me to read seven posts, I ask you! So, and I know it’s my fault for not posting a note, but can you lay off the blogging next time I go away? Thanks.

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‘Tis almost the time for witches and black cats, ghoulies and ghosties. In fact it feels like that already. The shops are full of Hallowe’en stuff for kids and my little girl is going to a spooky disco tonight.
So I propose the Halloweeneememe. If you’d like to take part, please list your top ten scariest things. They could be frightening films, books or plays or scary things that you’ve seen on television. They could be things that frightened you when you were a child, or even your own personal spooky experience. List them on your own blog, or post them here if you don’t have a website.
But don’t do it now. Post your Halloweeneememe on Tuesday October 31. And do it after dark.

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Today you can take part in One Day in History. This is being billed as the world’s biggest blog, where snapshots of early 21st Century life will be preserved by the British Library for future generations. Anyone interested has between today and October 31 to submit their post.

So if, like me, you’d like your descendants to know about what you did today – the dreary drive to work, the three espressos, the boring meeting, the chicken sandwich, the trip to Waitrose, helping the kids with their homework and the Indian meal – get posting!

Footnote: when I do write my post, I’ll try and make it a bit more realistic. I’ve exaggerated on the coffees (I only had two), the meeting perked up a little when they brought on the dancing girls, it was actually an egg mayo sandwich and shopping was cancelled in favour of gatecrashing an egg and spoon race.

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