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I asked readers to ask a question. Please keep asking and I’ll answer as honestly as possible. There is only one I didn’t answer, because – ewww - but thanks to everyone who did.

What kind of people are bloggers?

If you’d asked me that four years ago, I could have given you a straight answer, but people have blogs now for so many reasons, that as long are there are a hundred different types of blog, there are a thousand different kinds of bloggers. I’m still happy to be one of them, so I can only speak for myself.

Where do you get inspiration from for your blog?

You, partly. It’s as much about the reader as real life. And me in third. It used to be a lot more about me, which comes under the catch-all term of life. Like, the other day I saw a woman giving directions to a blind person and she was using hand signals. I love stuff like that and it’s important to mention those things.

You see ten green bottles standing on a wall. How do you feel?

I’d imagine that one green bottle would “accidentally” fall.

If you could kill someone and absolutely get away with it, would you?

No. I wouldn’t get away with it because I’d have to live with it. No way. Absolutely not.

Unless – it was someone who I knew was going to kill innocent people, like Martin Sheen in Dead Zone, and they wouldn’t be missed, then I’m Christopher Walken, baby.

Should I kill again?

No, you shouldn’t kill again. Next.

What do you get out of blogging? I’m sure there’s a better way to phrase that.

It’s a release, it’s a practice, a discipline, a social opportunity, a creative outlet, a way of making people laugh and think – so it’s a rewarding activity, it’s a pass time, it’s a way of putting my best foot forward but more importantly encouraging the other one to follow. Nice question. I’m just glad you didn’t ask “How do you get out of blogging?”

Do you wish (or have you ever wished) that you’d been an anonymous blogger?

Yes, a lot lately, because everyone’s online now, and peoples’ projected personae, in my line at least, seem to be extensions of the professional selves. What I do on line is really far from what I do for a living, expecially as I work in the online world.

Also, there are a lot of things going on right now that I’d like to share, but don’t feel comfortable with because it would sound a bit worrying. And I guess if I did share everything anonymously it would seem less personal somehow, so it’s swings and roundabouts.

But yes, I feel a bit limited now blogging as myself, however the multimedia content I’m presenting means it’s harder to remain anonymous, so I’m comfortable with having held some stuff back, lest it be discovered later that I was THAT guy.

It’s not a huge worry, because I’m not famous or anything – great question, again.

If you were a biscuit, what biscuit would you be?

Probably a Pepperidge Farm Milano. Available everywhere but still likes to think of itself as classy and exclusive. It’s the Nora Jones of biscuits.

I think I’m a lesbian. Should I come out or should I keep it a secret? And should I expect ridicule because I’m a man?

You’d probably get a lot of funny looks, seeing as you’re coming out as a male lesbian. But Eddie Izzard describes himself as a male lesbian, so why not. He makes a living out of getting funny looks, though.

Lady GaGa. Would you?

Not with yours.

Tell us a secret about yourself…

Who wants to know? After five years of blogging, anything I haven’t said about myself is something I’m not going to share. I don’t think I’ve ever said I have a broken nose.

If you had to…Mr Angry or Ben?

Oh god – I nearly done a sick then. Angry, but purely on the basis on anonymity. But for the record, I’d rather be circumcised at Anfield.

Please can you go back and change your answer to Ben – otherwise I’m not sure I will ever be able to look you in eye again.

Yes, OK. I mean Ben.