Why I started this blog
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| Me, relaxing in England in September 2018 |
Uploading 40 years of diary entries
Recently a friend decided I needed to join the 21st Century and have my own blog. He’s tried this with me before so let’s see what happens.
I started writing a diary when I moved from Canada to be a volunteer teacher in the north of Nigeria. I felt a bit sentimental leaving so I thought it would be a good idea to write down my thoughts. It was at the beginning of 1981 and I had taken with me an old manual typewriter. Later I upgraded myself to the IBM typewriter that had a ball with the letters on it. In 1984 I moved to teach in the Arctic and I bought a Mac Classic; the tiny computer with a minute screen. From there I progressed to using a laptop and saving my diary on disks. More recently, I’ve been writing my diary directly onto an iPad.
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| The task ahead; typing this lot up for my new blog |
I’ve often wondered what would happen if everything crashed and I lost all my writings. That may not happen now as I have my own Blog - amazing progress.
Why do I write a diary? I really don’t have a definitive answer. I thought it might be of interest to my family, but I doubt it. My friends have had enough of me while I’m alive so I doubt if they’d want to hear my voice from beyond. Maybe it’s to help me when I develop dementia or Alzheimer’s and, reading the notes would bring back memories. I doubt it; I might not even remember I have a diary. Basically, I think I write it because I know I can; if the day comes when I know I can’t, then I’ll write the final page and put “The end!”
