Now Mrs T would like to introduce you a new website that has been developed by her friend and fellow blogger Master Sy of The Wheel is Turning but The Hamster is Dead. Yes, that's right - the other British nutter!
Well, Master Sy had this great idea of creating a website which he has called Disconnected Consortium which would have lots of contributors; bloggers from all across the world who have something to say about Life, The Universe, George Bush, The Eurovision Song Contest and maybe even those irritating drawing pins that stuck in the sole of your shoe. Get my drift? That's pretty much anything then!
What's more it's likely this site could be full of surprises because it may be the case that this is where people will publish posts that don't fit in with the style of their usual blogs. ( Oh the thought of Master Sy waxing lyrical in the style of John Keats has me all of quiver! How he will get a hamster into an ode it I don't know - but I wager he can!) So expect the unexpected!
Mrs T will also be contributing some items. Some may be her usual daft stuff and some may be something entirely different; she doesn't know what because it all just happens when her fingers touch the keyboard and her tongue touches the chocolate! But she has already done her first post entitled Life in The Fast Lane which a little bit different to her normal zany stuff so why not pop over and have a read!
Hopefully, this will be a site that in the course of time you will all enjoy reading, perhaps even explore new avenues alongside its authors and discover the many faces and facets of it's creators. So stay tuned!
See you all soon!
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