Gothic Eye Strain

If I disregard the comments accusing me of being in the pay of SIS or a ‘shadow-stealing dealer of Obi’, my blog only gets the occasional complaint. As much as a writer should ignore criticism, I do listen to reader feedback. From the enigmatic Mr. Lomax with his grumbling over my overuse of the word ‘sodium’ to the Ruby Empresses and her complaints of me not having written a decent piece about cooking for an age. I even listen to Kid Atari and his protests about not having slipped in any obscure Bowie references for several months.

However, there are some complaints I just refuse to take seriously – even if they come from trusted sources. According to one Mr. Dove, the design of my blog causes ‘gothic eye strain’. If someone is staggering around an office, retinas imprinted with throbbing afterimages, I am not going to accept that English Dreaming, English Rain is to blame.