I’ve written 320 blog posts. I aim to post every other day or thereabouts.
This post is number 321.
Yesterday, someone sat and read pretty much every single one of them.
As part of the blog set-up, I get stats. WordPress tells me the number of people who visit the site each day, the number of views, which posts have been read, even which country the readers are based in. I can see how people have found the site, what search terms they’ve used.
It’s how I know that, so far this year, people from 32 different countries have visited the blog. It’s how I know that, on average, visitors have read at least four of my posts on each visit.
I can see which posts have been most popular, I can see which posts have had the most likes, or the most comments, I can even see which time of the day is the most popular time for reading my blog.
From time to time, I check to see how things are going.
Yesterday, the number of views just kept climbing. And climbing. But the number of visitors wasn’t really any different from any other day.
It could only mean that one person was viewing a lot of posts (rather than lots of people reading a couple of posts each).
I think that’s amazing.
So if you were that person, and you’re reading this post today – and I really hope you are – you know who you are! I hope you enjoyed them. I’m going to guess you did, because why else would you have read them!! I hope you found the funny ones funny and the helpful ones helpful. I hope you didn’t mind my occasional moans and rants. And I hope you’ll keep coming back for more.
I have no idea who you are – the stats can tell me a lot of things, but they can’t tell me that. I picture a woman of mature years, mug of tea in hand, coming across my blog somewhere quite by accident, reading one of the posts. Then reading another, and another, and another. Maybe making another mug of tea, and carrying on.
It gives me a warm glow to think that perhaps reading my blog helped one day of lockdown pass a little bit quicker, or gave someone something to do while the snow was falling outside.
And if you’re looking for something to do – well, you could do worse than start at the very beginning. Just click on the link here…
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