Marital Coercion

How disappointed I was to learn from the Vicky Pryce case that marital coercion is not a defence which will be accepted by a modern jury as excusing someone for committing an act they had previously thought unthinkable. Because I never thought I'd write a blog. In fact, for so long I have (gently) railed against the first-order vanity of the blogger, who thinks their thoughts are of such invaluable quality that the whole world should read them.

And here I am writing a blog.

But Roxy made me do it.

Or rather, she said she thought it was a good idea. And making her smile seems to be at least a contributing factor to my motivation for most things in life, since that strange girl made me fall in love with her.

So here it is, for what it's worth. My thoughts, deliberations, ventings and musings (and perhaps even some not-fully-formed sermons) on the things that matter to me. If the same or similar things matter to you (imaginary reader) then perhaps my contributions will be of some mild interest if there really is nothing in the telly.

And if all else fails, please remember - she made me do it.