A more pertinent question is how do you think of things to write after you've already written almost 2000 of the blighters.
So a few of my secrets which will no longer be secrets once I've told you. I can write the blogs at any time of the day or night and sometimes at different times throughout the day.
Do you prepare them in advance is another question? And the answer again is sometimes yes and sometimes no. There's no hard and fast rule to this.
Take this blog for instance. I'm writing it at 8 am on Saturday morning to go live around 6 am this morning (Sunday). I will get so far with it and then save it to my mobile phone as I'm writing it on a free notepad app.
I will stop writing it when I've said all I've got to say and you all know me so that could be quite some time. Then I will add to it throughout the day as things happen. Those things might be a visit or a walk or a bus ride or simply watching something on television. Something will prompt me to write.
Once complete and I feel that I've waffled enough I will transfer what I've written by Bluetooth to my laptop and time lapse it onto Facebook to appear at 6 am in the morning.
But while that may be my usual way of doing things, I may well awake very early and post live at 6 am. There's no hard and fast rule to how or what I do. My only surprise is that all you lovely people still want to read what I write after all this time.
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Sometime during the next week an historic package will plop onto my doormat because that's what historic packages do. Amongst all the Cruise and holiday brochures will come 10 speedway programmes.
Yes you read that correctly - 10 speedway programmes. Norwich speedway programmes to be precise.
It all started when I used an annual Norfolk museums pass to go to Strangers Hall museum in Norwich. Amongst the artefacts there was a programme from Norwich speedway and that took my mind racing back to the days when I regularly went to The Firs stadium to watch Norwich. It was about five minutes walk from our shop. I went with my cousin's boyfriend - another Peter.
I've talked about this in previous blogs, so will gloss over the speedway itself. The thing about speedway was it was virtually essential to have a programme.
It wasn't essential to have football programmes to watch a game but with speedway you needed a programme to keep the race results and the match score as it mounted up. Those were the days before electronic scoreboards or, I seem to remember, any kind of scoreboards at all.
Who amongst the football fans remembers the little man that put the scores up from other games at half time using letters and numbers where you had to find which matches these corresponded to by referring to the programme? If you didn't want to buy a programme you could just ask a mate to interpret the letters and numbers. It was different with speedway. The scoring system was much more complicated and you needed your own programme and a sharp pencil. Not only did you keep the running match score but you also kept the tally for individual riders.
Obviously I bought a programme for each match. Somewhere along the line my father will have thrown away all my memorabilia which has always been a source of huge disappointment to me and something I don't understand.
I wouldn't class myself as a hoarder (although the other four fifths would disagree) but I am a keen historian of our family and that's very different to being a family historian.
Last Wednesday was our youngest son' 40th birthday and his family organised a surprise casino evening at his home. I can talk about this now because it's in the past as it happened last night. Tonight incidentally his celebrations continue as we are all going out for a Chinese meal in Attleborough.
But back to being a historian of the family. To me a person that keeps a history of his or her family is someone that keeps a record of what has happened in his or her immediate family. A family historian does genealogy research (I do this too which probably makes me multi faceted).
Hold your horses, I hear you say. This blog is wandering all over the place. Can you get back to the subject of speedway programmes. Well you'll just have to wait until I've had a cup of tea.
Now duly refreshed I can plough on. See what I did there. I referred to an agricultural past by mentioning horses and ploughs close together.
Occasionally I look on eBay for Norwich speedway and football programmes for sale. When it comes to football programmes I'm looking for anything pre 1973 when programmes were exactly that and not glossy overpriced magazines full of waffle.
When it comes to speedway programmes it's anything featuring Norwich from any era as the stadium closed in the mid 1960s.
Now I'm not going to pay silly prices for the programmes as I only like to have bargains. Finding a bargain is part of the attraction. So I totally ignore the ones at £3.50 each. Yesterday I managed to get 10 for just over £8. They come from the 1950s before I started going and from 1963 and 1964 when I would almost certainly have been at the matches. So it's a little bit of my history in these little booklets along with plenty of names that I remember so well and which were part of my youth.
It gives me the opportunity to pinpoint where I may well have been on a specific day. This is the only way I have of doing this - anything else is just guesswork.
And having written all the above, I'm going to immediately say that I'm destroying all I've written by posting this at just after midnight and just after getting home. If you are really lucky (or unlucky depending on how you view things) I may well post a couple of interesting photos with tomorrow's blog.