I have been pondering the peculiarities of social networking on the web.
Take blogrolls as an example. These are becoming a bit like a pleasant Sunday afternoon stroll around a friendly neighbourhood. You start off at a friend’s house, and before you know it, you’ve had tea with a random stranger who will become the first port of call the following Sunday.
Today I was reading the blog of a very sage gentleman who used to be the Director of Archives at Yad Vashem in Jerusalem. He had a link on his page to a bloke in W. Yorkshire who writes a very entertaining blog. Today’s entry was about incubating a whole bunch of chicken eggs in a home made incubator (allthatcomeswithit.com).
I have been wracking my brains all afternoon to try and make out a connection between Yaacov Lozowick’s Ruminations and a mental health worker living on the Yorkshire Lancashire border with a passion for raising chicks. Quantam leaps in imagination are happening all over my living room. How in the world did it happen?
Just you try making that one up. Truth is generally much more entertaining than fiction.
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