Anybody hear that? It’s an .... it’s an impact tremor, that’s what it is ...

I know, I know - eighteen weeks ago I promised fortnightly blog updates. But you know what it's like when you're young and in swimming trunks: the whole world becomes a playground that conspires to keep you away.

... So, ahem, where were we?

Regular visitors to the blog (yes, I'm looking at you googlebot) are undoubtedly still mourning the postponement of our swim adventure for 2009. As Tom revealed exclusively last week, a number of quite foreseeable real-world events have interposed themselves on our planning, and, as a consequence, there will be no Swim for Glory until 2011 at the earliest.

Now, before you lament the general unfairness of the universe and return to the fetal position under the kitchen table that you've been assuming ever since you heard the news, I actually have some good news - of sorts - to help you through this troubling period.

In what is perhaps best described as an act of pure self-indulgence, Tom and I have decided to keep the blog going, and promise to update it with greater regularity (not too difficult) and even better content (careful now).

So, if the thought of another two years of us blogging doesn't fill your heart with unbridled joy and glee, you, sir, are quite clearly a robot, incapable of experiencing human emotions or possessing a navel.

Now, before you hasten to agree with that assessment, I must confess that I don't have any humorous swim-related anecdotes to share with you this week, as, in more robot-related news, Tom and I abandoned our training in favour of catching the latest Terminator film.

But I'm sure there will be an actual update here. Eventually.