Hello. I'm a serial blog creator and destroyer. It's the only position of power that I have. Create a blog, sometime later, arrghhh! Hate it! Delete that blog!
It's like being a God, just with no longer wanted wordage and not creatures and planets. I can just smite it all.
Sometimes it's a year. Sometimes it's a month. Eventually, it will go.
Just so you know.
Although I do intend to keep this one going. I always intend to keep them going.
I am in Cornwall, near England. Male. He/him/his. Have MS and sundry other health challenges, mainly due to both age and some thankfully now historical attempted pickling in alcohol.
I'm challenging them well so far, in that I'm still alive.
I have a dog, some bikes, and a camera. The dog doesn't cycle or take pictures, so I do that sometimes. I also drink tea, cook, eat, and potter about pretending to know what I'm doing in the garden.
skryb is pronounced to rhyme with bib. It would be apt if it rhymed with scribe.
But it doesn't.
This is the profile picture that I use pretty much everywhere.
It's not me.
I am younger-looking, can't grow a beard like that, and I don't smoke.
Also, I am in colour.
Written by a real person who completely ignores red wavy underlining and uses completely legitimate brand new words that just haven't made it to a dictionary yet.