Who is Canny Granny?
Sometimes I wonder who I am too.
Once I was a “Baby Boomer” but that’s been transformed mysteriously to “Senior”. Who was responsible for that? Another reason to be cross.
I don’t like modern disregard for basic manners, I don’t like the modern obsession with reality television, and I especially don’t like the modern misuse of my native language.
Apart from that, everything’s fine.
The Blog Catastrophe
Oh the shame of it! Fourteen years of blogging annihilated in a frenzied hack attack.
Ah well after a few bushfires, droughts and floods, you realise that online disappointments aren’t all that life-threatening. Unpleasant they may be, but a lot better than a poke in the eye with a sharp stick.
So, the old blog is (mostly) buried. I’m over it.
A few historic posts are scattered here and there throughout (don’t ask me how) but from August of 2007 there’s a gap of three full years and, sadly, there’s nothing prior to 2005.
Gone forever are my deep and meaningfuls, my pearls of forgotten wisdom from the 20th century.
What’s on the Way
I’m using a very simple theme, a good way to go until I have some more content. Once I have a sturdy stock of posts I’ll return to a magazine-style design.
So things will be back to the usual Granny stuff around here, but as well as my secret recipe for scones and my sewing cheatsheet, you’ll get a brand new Canny Granny, flying high in the twenty first century.
Come in for a cuppa soon!
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