Why this blog?

Because I wanted to capture more of the things that happen before I forget them.
Because I fancy being a critic of things.
Because I like the idea of exposing my fundamental humanity to myself.
Because exposing my fundament appeals.
Because the man at the bar is large and wearing a very dodgy large-flowered shirt-English of a colonial sort spoken here.
Because it's a waste to miss ideas that flit past otherwise forgotten.
No doubt I'll think of more reasons shortly.

Ok, the name? A Scottish colleague once talked such hillocks to a customer that they asked if that was the jingle of spurs they could hear...