Harry's Blog

I had a rather odd experience last night. I checked the comments here on the site and someone had written this long psychological critique of me based on the posts here.

Now I'm quire gratified that I have such a dedicated readership - but I'd prefer them not to be insane. And this post was pretty much the definition of batshit crazy.

They had taken some elements of stuff I discuss here and managed to make two and two equal the square root of pi. Rather entertaining detective work but as mad as a box of frogs.

Here's what clues they thought they've found: my recent rants here, very personal posts seeming to disappear, me changing my name by deed poll and our nicknames for the children. This all added up, in their mind, to something very wrong going on within me and everything being about to fall apart.

It's nice to have folks caring about you, even if they come across as a stalker. At least it's attention isn't it? Like a former girlfriend texts to say "I hope you can't have children" when she finds out you're getting married (thanks Vonny). Nice to be thought of.

Late last night we'd just finished two hours of marriage prep and we were feeling delighted at how well we are preparing for our impending wedding and life together. So when I saw the very odd post here on the blog from this anonymous person I just laughed and deleted it.

But this morning I thought, crikey, what if other people are so dappy that they read this thing and come to the same bizarre conclusions. And now I feel stupid as I have to post a rebuttal of this nonsense even though I don't want to. I feel like the opposing council at the Diana inquiry faced with having to question Al Fayad after this insane ramblings, you're kind of on a hiding to nothing.

But I'll have a go.

My recent rants. Well I've always ranted here, I thought such posts are funny. Not everyone gets my sense of humour, but I hope enough of you do. The blog has been the home for such nonsense as long as it's existed. In fact posting more stuff like that rather than naval gazing is a sign that I'm doing pretty good thanks.

Personal posts disappearing. They don't disappear. Often something quite personal gets posted and then I decide to make it more private, so its status is switched to one which means the members of this blog (including Jo) can read rather than passing loons. The loon in question named a particular post that went, it's still here, but the loon can't read it now as he/she isn't registered as a member (and won't ever be).

Changing my name by deed poll. I've been Harry since 1993 and really should have got round to changing my name to legally reflect that much sooner. Lanie first suggested I do that - as she'd changed her name by deed poll when she was 18. But I just never got round to it. And now I've got round to doing it. Simple as. There's plenty of stuff I haven't got round to doing - such as getting my books out of the garage, I don't know what that means in psychological terms.

Giving the twins nicknames. This was one of the odder theories in the odd comment post last night. Somehow us naturally discovering nicknames that seem to be right for our gorgeous little babes was a sign of trying to delete the past. Like the previous item the commenter has some kind of obsession with names and how they relate to people.

And that my friends, was all they had to go on. Bizarre eh?

I've actually made the post that was commented on a member's only post now. Sorry I deleted the actual comments folks as you could have had an opportunity to point out what a crock it was for yourselves. Anyway the post about wedding invites is still there for friends/family, just not for loonies.

There have been times recently that I've considered giving up the blog. This is because I've felt I can't fully express some opinions. But in the end I've realised that a correct use of the members only posting method means I can do that where appropriate.

What might ultimately put me off every posting here again is when some random person reads a load of posts and comes up such wild nonsense it makes me wonder if I've been posting in Welsh and haven't understood anything I've posted myself.

Is it going to put me off? Nah. Visitors at my other site probably know (it's a games blog, I won't bore you with the details) that I do rather enjoy posting deliberate fly paper, to allow us to laugh at the stuff that gets stuck to it.

If you're the person who posted that comment last night, rest assured that you've had a whole blog post devoted to you, even though I haven't a clue who you are. Surely that'll boost your ego more than the amateurish detective work? For everyone else, erm...sorry to have wasted your time.

Well...actually, if I was sorry about that, I'd never post here at all.