Blimey. It’s been a while. But I am here and I am getting a bit personal. Only a little to begin with. Continue reading
This is a moment of real progress. TWO (count ’em) posts in one month AND I started the fresh blog of which I spoke (typed).
I even have an idea for one to help a chumlet and myself with out lamentable lardiness…everyone loves a journey. (A journey as in the staple progression of all reality show participants rather than an uplifting Glee cover…)
This post has already achieved what I came here for and more punctuation than is really necessary so I shall sign orf and find some new blogs to follow 😀
Apparently it is National Blog Posting Month…I have taken to reading blogs a little more lately. This is mostly prompted by social media alerting me to new posts (two people I know to varying degrees and then a blog that I fell in love with when I was planning to marry and cannot leave now that the wedding has been and gone (RocknRoll Bride…not learned how to link yet).
Other visits to blogs have been when I have researching for the degree I completed this year and occasionally a link from a search about hair or feminism or from an article. These tend to be fleeting visits despite my promise to myself that I would return!
After the wedding we had a honeymoon and I was researching Paris and its arrondissements. I found a few guides ranging from travel blogs to tourist sites and they were somewhat useful in the geography of them but upon my return I revisited this search and it led me to another blog. Ella Coquine. I became enchanted by the whole tale of the author and her journey (yeah, yeah, I know…sounds like reality show speak) and although I don’t feel I have an awful lot to say, I wish I wrote more. So I am back here.
I have created a newly titled blog as the title of this one is somewhat misleading (I neither review gin nor frequent joints in which it is served, I just liked the aural alliteration and the speakeasy vibe) and I am going to launch it this very day/week or at least month in honour of the knowledge that this is the month to do so. It remains to be seen whether I report things thematically or even regularly as my past history with diary keeping indicates I will not BUT my desire to spend less time on FB as well as an inclination to become more acquainted with likeminded bloggers and thinkers tips the scales a little more in favour of my intent.
I may revisit this one to tell me how I am doing. Or I may just post here when under the influence of Mother’s Ruin. Who can say?!
I have a blog space. I don’t use it. I really ought to otherwise why have it? I think I started the account to comment on Michelin Microwave antics…I’ll reference this again later when I know how to credit it with an electronic link.
As it is I am sat here hurriedly tapping this out and wondering if the mere fact I saw the new year in with gin is enough of a blog topic? I wasn’t sat alone fantasising about Idris Elba – I do this openly in front of my chap ;o) – I was with family and had run out into the street to shout Happy New Year and observe potential disaster* but I did start with gin in this joint!
*The disaster is probably worth explaining – my ditzy but lovely neighbour (think Susan Delfino with less naked incidents) decided that her failed lantern at Christmas time was just fluke and prepared one to see in 2013. It basically floated half heartedly up the street before roguishly perching on a car before rolling down to the bonnet in the manner of a spoof seventies detective then valiantly retrieved by ditzy neighbour’s carbon copy teenage daughter. Undeterred they tried to wish it to the heavens once more. It failed again, floating high enough be irretrievable but low enough that our porch looked to be in danger of arson with my poor marmee beneath it.
To give the clan their due, they had offered us shots too but I now wonder if this was so our statements would be disregarded ;o)