Logs are a new species of man's best friend. I'm not obsessed enough to say that they're going to take over the world, because they're Logs. They're wooden.

You will have seen the picture of Logrence in the site banner - that's the famous guy whose name you've heard so much. Aside from being a cliquey social object that sets one apart from one's acquaintances, the Log is a loyal little creature, with no nasty vices, horrible political convictions or dirty pants lying around his bathroom. He sits wherever you put him, and waits there until you come home. You can make up fascinatingly amusing names for them - like Logrence Llewellyn-Boughen (if you've seen changing rooms - the camp designer) - or whatever stick-y alternatives you can conjure up.

Basically, if you don't have a Log, you just aren't there, in the "zone." Find anything...stick some eyes on it (I get them from Hobbycraft) and call it an amusing name - if you have the imagination, I promise you'll be the better off for it...it's fulfilling - or just plain weird if people give you the same funny looks I get!

This is no in-depth personality study, but just a brief explanation of the pet people have asked me so much about - it never fails to amuse me on the internet when people ask me to explain my handle...I explain it all right, but they just don't treat me the same afterwards!

(Logrence says never forget your roots)