Yes, that’s right, the rumours were true. I have re-re-re-re-re-re-launched my blog. I know I have said that more times than Phil Mitchell has promised to give up drinking, but I will hopefully give it a go this time.
I used to blog very regularly, but since the popularity of Twitter, it has become easier to tweet what’s on my mind, instead of blogging about it, which is a shame as I think a blog is a lot more personal and something which can be looked back upon.
There is an awful lot which I could recap on, especially as I haven’t blogged in ages, and those posts I did make were Bath City related. I will try to go over old, important, unimportant, amusing and probably overall downright boring topics over the next few days, before returning to normality in the new year and blogging bollocks. At least that’s the plan. Unless I get bored again, or lured into the seedy world of Twitter – @seankuk by the way – follow me!
Oh, and finally, considering it is 25th December, HAPPY CHRISTMAS to you all!
So the inevitable has happened. Just a month after announcing I would cease with general interest blogs, I have admitted defeat and will start blogging them again. Why? Mainly because I have been left pissed off on a number of occasions and could think of just two ways in which I could relieve my anger. Option 1 – kill a kitten. Option 2 – blog about it. Sadly, a few cats were killed, but luckily for the feline community, I will now be blogging. The killing has stopped. Mostly.
You will notice the domain has changed to Sparkster.net. Long term visitors to my website will remember this was used pre-2009. It will now be used in 2012 and beyond. Sean’s Stories will remain and be used for all my football talk, which means this blog will contain little sport talk (which will please those of you that hate football).
I have been planning to blog since the Christmas Eve. I was lazy and didn’t. Therefore the first post on my new-old-new blog will be this. An introductory post. What a rip off.
I will blog about Christmas tomorrow after work. Yes, I have to work tomorrow. While all of you are sat at home eating turkey sandwiches, finishing off the remainder of the Quality Streets tin and watching Jurassic Park 3 on ITV2+1, I will be working. How you laugh. I’ll be the last one laughing. When you return to your places of work in the New Year, I’ll be off.
As some of us have to get up, go to work and run the country tomorrow, I had better go to bed now. Goodnight.
Oh, and in case you were wondering why I haven’t update Sean’s Stories in over a week, it’s because the Newport game was called off, so nothing to report there.
Tonight I bring to you the biggest news to hit the World Wide Web since the internet was invented. As a result of my announcement, I fully expect there to be more tears from the general public than when Take That broke up. This news will be trending on Twitter for weeks… After much long term thought (and it really, really was), I have decided to change the structure of my blog to solely cover Bath City FC and non-league football.
All past posts will remain. If nothing else, they will allow me to remember my earlier life, as in the year 2042 I will lose my entire memory in a crowd surfing accident at a Wurzels concert (yes, they will still be alive then).
Maybe one day I’ll ‘do a Take That’, go back on my word and reform (basically start a general interest blog again) – albeit fatter, grey-haired and with ‘dad dancing moves’ (just like Take That).
In the meantime, Sean’s Stories will be about Bath City FC and crap football. In all honestly, most of you football haters complained that all my blogs were just about those two topics anyway, so things won’t be changing much at all…
Much love x
If you have noticed the site looks a bit weird, the SQL database that ran my blog became corrupt.
In other words, the hamster running in the wheel which controls this website died.
I am working to fix the problem… failing that, I’ll buy a new hamster.
Sean’s Stories is closing. That’s right, I am stopping blogging. My blog has no ambition, my site hosts are rip-off merchants and the readers are clueless morons, leaving pointless comments, with no or little relevance to the original post. I want to start posting on Twitter – a social networking site which has a future.
Excuse me, I have a telephone call to take mid-rant.
** 2 minutes later **
Apparently I’m going to be paid £250,000 a week for blogging!
Let me rephrase my original statement.
I love my blog. It is the best blog in the world. The company who kindly host my website are without doubt the greatest organisation on the entire internet and excellent value for money. My readers are some of the most intelligent and sophisticated I have ever come across and their feedback is always gratefully received. I want to carry on blogging on this website for the rest of my life.
The above statement has nothing to do with the recent telephone call I just took from Wayne Rooney’s agent.
I’m off to shag a granny.
About Me
So you stumbled across my blog. No doubt after searching for something bizarre on Google. Before you hit that 'Back Button', why not stay and have a read for a few minutes?
If you are after a website which gives advice on how to hack an iPhone X, download the latest Steven Seagal movie, or view nudy ladies, you've come to the wrong place and may now press 'Back'.
However, if you would like a lifestyle blog, written by a 30-something chap, living in Bath (England), feast your eyes on this.
You won't discover how to copy PlayStation 4 games. What you will find is a blog, covering life in the West Country, the highs and lows of supporting two unsuccessful football teams, while sharing a house with a wife and rabbit.
All written by a man, somewhere on the sanity-scale between normal and eccentric.
