Reflections on 7 Years of The Isolationist

In August 2003 I started a blog called The Isolationist. Since then it has come and gone, transformed into a forum for ex-Coldharbour Road inmates; transformed again into a content management system; disappeared entirely; re-appeared briefly with guest-posts from my friends (Caroline and Thomas); disappeared again (being replaced with the suitably melodramatic play on The Isolationist’s subtitle – ‘Because life is pain, too painful to carry on’); and now that I’m blogging regularly for my business, I’ve started it up. Again. It’s tenacious.

I set The Isolationist up originally when I was on the cusp of moving from Bristol to Portsmouth as a way of keeping in touch with friends. As I set it up again, I’m on the cusp of another adventure, this time to the north. Blackburn. Home of the lovely Jo and her daughter Kayley who now form the centre of my world.

I’ve written much in the past and it seems a shame to lose it all, but these days content is cheap so I’ll edit, curate and file to oblivion what doesn’t have at least some merit. Always look to the future. A future of a coalition government that requires much attention. A future of technology; I am a massive geek after all. Most of all a future of family, happiness and maybe some business success.

I’ll talk about that lot along the way, as long as I get an hour here and there.