It’s been a busy year at the Bockschloss. Much change. The site has a different structure, a different look and we’re not finished yet. The categories have been rationalised into broad headings, and though I know that’s not always the most useful way to present posts, at least there are many different routes into the site and we’re constantly looking for new ways to help readers find material from the archives. Nothing gets thrown away but our principles.
We have new contributors as well as some old friends who toss in the odd post when they have time.
Readership has continued to grow though at times you’d have to wonder about the sanity of people who visit. Wouldn’t you be better off reading peaceful, relaxed stories about people’s pets and what the kids did at the seaside? It would be better for your blood pressure.
We escaped briefly but then we had to deal with the ihe insanity of the Catholic clergy, with the Ryan report and the Murphy reports, though we managed to cover some live music as well, including the sublime Leonard Cohen in Dublin,
and we even did a spot of cooking. We also expanded sports coverage a fair bit, thanks to the arrival of Mr Out. Especially boxing.
This year saw the arrival of Mr Sniffle with some interesting and thoughtful posts, offering a different perspectibve on things. I look forward to much more of the same.
The Cowen nude pictures saga provided some welcome light relief. The Virgin Mary was exceptionally busy pretending to be a tree-stump and blinding people in Knock, while another apparition published his autobiography, PS I Screwed Ya!
I’d like to thank everyone who contributed, everyone who left a comment and everyone who dropped in quietly for a look.
I don’t know where we’ll all be this time next year but I hope we’ll be able to look back on another interesting twelve months. Not too interesting though, with any luck.