Excuse a briefly self-indulgent, unnecessary, honestly I know it doesn't matter really sort of post, sort of about blogging.
Or look away now. I've got another one brewing that I'll put up in a couple of hours so come back then.
But yes. Statistics.
Now, I know they don't matter, and I know that my blog is, if not my baby (I've got four of those already, don't need another one), my own project; and if I'm proud of it - which mostly, sometimes, I am - and if it does what I need it to do (mostly lie there quietly and be ignored at the moment) then it's doing all it needs to do and being all it needs to be.
Two years ago I won a national blogging prize. For most of the year before that, and all of the time from then until April this year, I was, according to the Tots100 (yes, it doesn't matter, I know, yadda yadda) I was between 100th and 50th "best" (?), "most popular" (?), "most statistically relevant" (?) (see, I don't even know what it means, so really, why do I care?) parenting blog in the country.
Since March (75th), I have dropped a grand total of 586 places. Which is impressive in its own way really.
And while I honestly don't really care (or at least not enough actually to do anything about it), I am simultaneously reassured, cheered and utterly bemused by the fact that blogger tells me that last month 18,082 people visited my blog.
Hello, whoever you are...
Oh, and the impressive looking chap? He's the Duke of Wellington. He didn't care about statistics either. And I found his picture (by Sir Thomas Lawrence, apparently) on wikipedia commons.
Turns out (I've just checked, 24 hours after posting this) that he cared so little for statistics that he didn't actually say it. It may have been Mark Twain, it may have been Disraeli, it may have been someone else entirely. But as no one knows and the good Duke is more handsome than either of the others (though Disraeli does share my birthday, and Mark Twain had an utterly brilliant 'tache) I'm leaving him up there.
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