A while ago, one of my loyal readers complained because I’d mentioned in a blog “Something really funny happened today, but I can’t tell you about it”.

I suppose it’s a fair comment: It IS a bit of a tease. The trouble is, we’ve all seen in the meeja – and some of us have experienced it personally – how bloggers have got into trouble, and even been sacked, for blogging about their workplace. That’s why I’ve made it a principal to never say enough in my blog that would make it possible to work out who my employer is. I know some of you know, but that’s different: As our good blogchum SB has found out, it’s not the readers you know about that are the problem.

The other thing, of course, is that I’m covered by the Official Secrets Act, which further restricts what I can tell you. It’s a shame, because I have more contact with the public than most health and safety bods, and some of them are really interesting people with fascinating stories to give me cheap blog material :-) . Maybe when I write my autobiography these things will be far enough in the past that I can get away with it.

In the meantime, I’m afraid, it’s stories about caching, and lunchtimes at Mungo’s Sandwich Shop.

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