Well, now I'm in retirement and spending my days fussing over refuse bins, watching Loose Women (neighbours, eh?) and chewing Werther's Originals with my three remaining teeth, I can settle back in the knowledge that the mighty baton of blogging has been safely passed on to two of my children.
Eldest daughter Lucy in Lucy's Stories is producing wry and touching tales of life and loves.
James is starting to write about his experiences as a stay-at-home Dad in the wittiliy titled Paternity in the UK
Anyway I must dash - it's Bin Day tomorrow and I need to get our Green in position before those so-and-so's an number 7 usurp our place or even try to switch bins.