On the Naming of Blogs

The name of a blog like the name of a small press magazine or an indie album should sound good but more importantly should contain esoteric references that the initiated can unpick and feel smug about. I have done my best.

For the benefit of those who are unfamiliar with the Molesworth canon, little Basil Fotherington-Thomas was Nigel Molesworth's nature loving, hard swotting curly haired classmate. He would usually enter the scene skipping and saying 'hullo trees hullo sky'. He would usually exit discussing contemporary literature or tied to a chair or both.

I fear that for all my admiration of Nigel I was more of a Fotherington-Thomas at school. A dirtier, uglier Fotherington Thomas without a clean rubber or neat handwriting. And I do like sport though I am no good at it. Nonetheless I was one of those children who attend school under the misapprehension that it is for learning (rather than keeping children off the street and out of sweatshops). I even liked Maths (chiz).

I hope you enjoy your visits here but more importantly I hope that you don't end up wishing I was tied to a chair being subjected the three billion volts of the nuclear torturer at the hands of 'dere littel Nigel Molesworth' (sic) or one his many soulmates.