I
am
what
I
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May
24th.
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you! |
Thanks
guys, for your support of my comments in May 22nd's blog. I knew if there
was anyone I could count on, it would be my readers, and sure enough, in
came your emails of support, but as I've noticed in myself, you too have
noticed I'm being compromised, and I'm not happy with that.
I
know not everyone is going to agree with how I run this web site or even
like it, that's perfectly natural and I expect that, but what made it so
popular in the past is the fact that I always told it like it is, not like
others would have me tell it.
I
refuse to insult your intelligence by making out that Sitges is something
it is not. Yes its a wonderful place. Yes its tons of fun. Yes its beautiful
and Yes, I love it, but after all is said and done, its still a village,
and everyone knows everyone and everyone knows what's going on, good and
bad.
Today
I've been praised for my comments of the 22nd, but equally, I've been in
trouble for some things I've written, but that only goes to prove they're
being read!
Someone
called me a "Sandman" (I needed to look it up in the dictionary) last year
because I bragged that this site was getting a staggering 800 visitors
a day, (A figure even I found hard to believe), but it actually was. That
figure has more than halved this year because I know you know its not coming
from my heart anymore and half the time the blog is nothing more than an
ad' these days. I tried to jump on the commercial bandwaggon, and while
that may work for some, it doesn't work for me. I'm not a good businessman,
I've never claimed to be so, but I must be reasonably good at what I do
because it makes me a decent income without the need to rely on local advertisers,
so I'm going to get back to the one thing I am good at...being me! (That's
got half the businesses in Sitges scared shitless!) ;-)
As
for my current advertisers, I know some of you are going to give me hell
for dropping your ad' when it expires, but don't worry, I won't forget
you. I'll still give you all mentions. There's plenty of days I get up
in the morning and can't for the life of me think what to write here, so
that's where you'll each get remembered. (Some don't expire 'till the end
of this year anyway)
PS.
I'll reply to each of you that sent me an email, today. |
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massage.