The "Don" "returns" [Don Mace]

Well, that wasn't an auspicious time to start blogging. (Cambridge is quite beautiful in the autumn, isn't it? It really sucks you back in with the mists and the hay-fire sunsets and the still-tanned freshers. A week later the icepack rolls in and your bollocks fall off. But you're here and it's Beautiful.)

Since my first post back in September, I've learned that surprisingly many of you think you know who I am. And are wrong! Kind of.

Don Mace is not the same person as anybody you could meet outside your computer. I'm kind of an ideal Vanilla guy. I'm the view back over Charmaine's shoulder. I'm not exactly real, and the things I say aren't exactly true. Anything personal (and particularly anything that would get me in trouble with my wife or make me seem sexually unappealing) should be treated as fiction and/or humor. (Unless you're a bloke.)

Right. More sooner. In the meantime, if you don't think this--the blog of unnecessary quotation marks--is incredibly funny you're not likely to enjoy my future posts.

Cheers,

Don