To be honest, I did not, and do not intend to, read the rules and regulations.
In the first place, my blogsite is meant for family and friends, and judging from the zero comment most of the time, only those really interested in what I was going to post, would bother to read, let alone comment.
It started when I realized that it is easier for me to post my recollections of my childhood, for instance, so that all my three children get to read them. Like my recent UK visits, which sometimes involved one, two or none of them, anyone not with me then would get to know what happened.
I still remember when Cheng was a few years old, she enjoyed stories about my childhood, and it was especially nice when she requested for a particular one and I had to repeat while she enjoyed listening to it.
In fact, she was the one who reminded me to carry on writing about the UK visits to different places which suddenly put pressure on me to write almost daily. I was supposed to write according to what I remembered, yet my memory was such that for certain days, it was blank. Since I planned it in chronological order, you can imagine how I felt when I had to wait to fill up earlier days first while I had those for later days ready for posting.
Beng who had all the photos to refer to, while I had only certain photos available, sent me a list of corrections to my factual errors! See how it evolved by itself? It was meant to be “censorship by memory” so that what I could remember must be important and pleasant to me and it became a historical account!
In my postings, I tried to ensure names are not mentioned, except well known ones and those whom I think would not mind. Yet, there are some who felt offended and some who wish I would delete postings involving them even though no names were mentioned.
A close friend actually warned me about pictures taken by others, which I had used, in case I am sued for infringing copyrights! Well, as far as I am concerned, the chances of that happening is so remote that I would apologise if and when, necessary. In the first place, some pictures were received from emails being forwarded and I would not know the origin or the person who owns them to enable me to ask for permission first. Anyway, it sure takes the fun out of it!
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