A while back I was sat with Harry and Alan and went on a wee rant about something. It was lucid enough, and I guess held enough interest to lead Alan to ask "Do you Blog? you should".
Blogging is a strange thing, a public soapbox, to be read by who? One person? many? Who is the audience? Why do people (and now me) do it?
I read somewhere a theory that everything we say or communicate is purely to change someone else's opinion of ourselves. I don't think that is the intention here, but if you do read my words and come out with an opinion of the charming, insightful intelligent attractive young man writing, please don't let me correct you!
Alan blogs himself http://www.alanpharrison.com and talks about all sort of theological stuff and sticks his preaches up there too. He describes himself in his latest blog as a Christian Bible Teacher- there's a lot of capital letters there.
My flatmate also has two blogs on the go, in one he talks about his year working for the church, and in another he writes a poem every day of the year, I don't pretend to have read many of the poems but don't tell him I said that.
Also with multiple blogs my friend Luke Daviditus has one on which is like snippits of stuff he's been researching for his day job of being an uber-preacher and the other a well read series of insights and stuff. Luke is a proper writer so his brilliant and well thought out posts make sense and are interesting, a result of his many years of life- the five word summeries of each world cup match were dull and possibly showed more pre-marriage frustration, but his relationship advice posts have helped a generation of young christians. Hopefully when his busy wife has enough time to help him they will write a book on that subject.
And last in the list my girlfriend's monthly updated blog of her time in berlin, she is a great photographer and always has photos with each post. I may try to do that but I am not as talented or inspired as her with the camera so don't hold your breath.

Which I guess leads on to what this blog is about, what purpose it serves, or if I will just forget to post anything and this will just sit in the ether of the net for decades.
Probably it will be something about me, about the things that make me tick, music, art, God and everything in between.
'Between the city and the sea' was a term I used a lot in my artwork a few years back, and I used in the lyrics to a song by my old band. It spoke of the business of the city, the claustrophobic full of people and noise and smells and cruelty and isolation, and the empty beauty of the sea, the aloneness and smallness of humanity when next to the sea. I guess being born and raised in Essex I feel at home in the vast flatness, but I used it as an an escapist term, that neither will satisfy but 'home' is somewhere inbetween.
I guess I've changed a bit from then. The quest for a 'home' that was born from frustration and existed as a static place is in itself unexciting.
If you did find that place you would grow bored and it would seem dull, and if you seek for this imaginary place and don't find it then you yourself will grow dull.
Adventures are far more exciting, one day I'll be called home, but not yet. And untill that time there will be adventures and excitement, still someplace between the city and the sea.

If I remember to keep writing, this might be the journal of the adventures.