Having started my 'Belize' blog, I keep feeling the need to share thoughts that occur to me with the World, but I quite want to keep that one to a minimum (so that people who actually want to read about my experiences in Belize once in a while, and to check if I have dengue fever, don't have to put up with my thoughts on how tragic it is that I'm missing out on the new series of Doctor Who, or opportunities for comparing the attractions of the six nations fly halves.)
I also wanted to avoid putting everything I think on facebook. For a similar reason; facebook is a little in your face, whereas a blog is a good thing to go on if you actually find something interesting, OR are trying to avoid doing an assignment and can kid yourself that 'checking how Caroline is' is far more important. Wait, did I say 'kid yourself'?
If anyone is confused by the title, I should say that I have twice in my life been known as squawker; once my my Granny, who found my noisiness as a young child a little too much, and much later by a rowing coach who referred to me as the 'little squawky thing' since I was the cox who was little (implicitly weak, how rude) and squawky (just rude). Some might be offended by this nickname but I don't feel it is inaccurate, so I embrace it, and declare this my 'squawking ground'.
