No doubt about it, this blog has received a resounding 'not noticed you exist' reaction.

I'm midway through the maniacal Chapter 3 post-out, picked it up from the printer yesterday. The number of subscribers creeps up all the time, even with one or two dropping out. Last night, I had just started doing the labels for the envelopes when the computer stopped talking to the printer. This happens from time to time. However, usually I can sort it out quickly.

The date on the first post wasn't the date it was actually written. It's too complicated for me to explain why -- besides it's Hallowe'en. Anything could happen and anybody could arrive at the door at any minute.

This is announcing a page, a presence, a mini-blag of bloggery, a little log of loggery, an amateur fog of foggery. But it is not a forgery.

Thirty-seven more parcels in the post today, many of them review copies going hither and thither. And the PoemCards are done - I just have to pick them up from the printer and start sending them out. I'm dying for them to be ready because I need to use them myself. Also I love the whole idea of this. I want to send Matt Harvey'sTens Times Table to all my maths teacher friends . . .