By the bypass, I've added Stevie Wonder, Booker T & The MGs, Syd Barrett (Octopus), Julian Cope (Sunspots) and Curved Air (Back Street Luv) to the list, so it's all shaping up very nicely now. I'm quite excited about it.
On another note, I'm wondering if I should reveal my true identity on here. Some of you know me, indeed we're dear friends, but some of you don't. Then again, some of you probably don't want to know or even care who I am. After all, it's not like I'm a famous person or anything.
I've been thinking about this since the debate about blogging over at Andrew Collins' place. Andrew was talking about how he only knew three of the bloggers on his blogroll (thanks for the add - the traffic's well up), and the others he had no idea about. Well actually Andrew, we've had lunch. My secret identity is obviously more watertight than I thought.
So here's the rub: I like my anonymity but I don't like hiding behind my silly name. Some bloggers use their real names - why shouldn't I? I think the main reason is my job makes it tricky. If I want to be scurrilous about someone (in the public eye or a colleague), it's not entirely professional or appropriate and could make for some sticky situations.
Most importantly though, Mrs F-C has no idea. This is like a secret diary. I did tell her once but she was drunk and didn't remember it. Friends who know about the blog and know that she doesn't know find it awkward. But it wouldn't be the end of the world if she did know - I just think I might feel a bit silly.
I may be doomed to be anon forever.
