How the hell does this work?

Hmm, I’m afraid I’m a terrible lurker and mostly non commenter on blogs, but I’ve had the same thing too. People visiting Letters to Ed night after night and for long stretches. Honestly, I wouldn’t worry about it; take it as an indication that someone is interested in your writing and wants to know what you have to say and have said in the past.
( sometimes too, I hate statcounter, because it feels a little like spying)

Thanks Isabelle, that’s quite reassuring. I also have the same qualms about using Statcounter. Re-reading the post it sounds rather hypocritical. I publish an online journal, then moan at people who read it with excessive assiduity?

Part of me wishes I hadn’t posted this now. [Update: it’s coming down].

Oh bugger, what can one do, apart from open some wine?

Isabelle…someone’s going to start trawling through every bloody page of your new (ish) blog now. It’s me :)

I’m laughing.
And while I’m on about spying statcounter I’ll have a moan about google reader too. It’s like this bloody great voracious word beast who eats words and holds them in perpetuity even if you’ve taken them down yourself.

The fundamental problem you face is that, even now, your blog gives too many hints about the people and places you talk about: it’s basically providing jigsaw identification.

The simplest solution would be to pretend you’re actually based in Morecambe. After all, it’s worked for me over in Wantage. I mean Wallingford.

I wouldn’t be too worried, it’s really a compliment. As Isabelle said, maybe someone interested in your writing style.
Unless.
Have you used Whois on the IP?
If the originator is a .govt or .org then I’d really become a bit paranoid.
It could be the cops looking for evidence (again) or the DSS to see what other earnings you might not be declaring.
But I wouldn’t treally worry.

Whois is only good on domain names and the IP address isn’t publicly attached to a domain.

But yes, that’s what I’m bothered about TSB. It’s the digging about in my finances which really bothers me. But then, I’m a small fish to fry–why would anyone do that from Milton Keynes at midnight? I think that one can accord oneself too much importance sometimes.

Never out anything on your blog that you wouldn’t want your mother to read ;-)

mmmm….as you say a small fish to fry…..time to step away from the drugs no???!!

ps that’s exactly what I thought …shut the fuck up about your away day a la francaise…

Away day a la francaise? Que?

The [looby edit]: Closed Universe City is at Cowville ,[/edit], isn’t it? Maybe some lonely don is using you as a sociological study.

Feel better now?

Oh Lord, how monumentally thick of me. When lights go on they make a really loud ping.

Former girfriend.

P.S. Going to mangle your comment a bit KK… get it away from search engines.

Wow. I can’t imagine complaining about somebody reading my blog too much.
Be flattered, man!

Yes, it was a silly thing to complain about.