Rory Has Nominated Me For The Mystery Blogger Award

Back in August, wonderful Rory, the creator of A Guy Called Bloke, nominated me for THE MYSTERY BLOGGER AWARD, as you can see from his fantastic post below:

https://aguycalledbloke.blog/2019/08/11/mystery-blogger-awards-2/

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What is the Mystery Blogger Award?

“Mystery Blogger Award” is an award for amazing bloggers with ingenious posts. Their blog not only captivates; it inspires and motivates. They are one of the best out there, and they deserve every recognition they get. This award is also for bloggers who find fun and inspiration in blogging; and they do it with so much love and passion. – Okoto Enigma

Rules

  • Put the award logo/image on your blog.
  • List the rules.
  • Thank whoever nominated you and provide a link to their blog – THANK YOU RORY!
  • Mention the creator of the award and provide a link as well.
  • Tell your readers 3 things about yourself.
  • Answer the questions from the blogger that nominated you
  • Nominate 10-20 other bloggers.
  • Ask your nominees any 5 questions of your choice; with one weird or funny question.
  • Share a link to your best posts.

One Of My Best Posts

It is really hard to pick a best post. There is one that I have mentioned numerous times before. My very favourite post:

River

But here is another one that I really enjoyed writing and I love to go to it and read it again 🙂

Perfect Day

That day was so perfect. I wish I could go back and have it again and again! Perfect days like that day make life sparkle for a long time afterwards! May your life be filled with many beautiful and perfect days!

My Five Questions

Tomorrow is the end of humanity. What destroys us?

yeh i knowWell, because I had no answer to this question, I asked a friend (you know in like that quiz show with Chris Turamt – ooopsy, did I mean Tarrant?), and he said “dinosaurs”, which everyone laughed at. But hear him out, he said at the end of the last Jurassic movie (my eyes were glazing over at this point) the dinosaurs ran off wild somewhere in California apparently. So he says, if that was real life, dinosaurs would end humanity. You should have seen my face listening to this. Anyway, my response was, well of they are in California, let’s hope they head for Hollywood first hey?

I am so glad I am not really a movie watcher (anything with Julie Andrews is obviously an exception).

If you try to fail, and succeed, which have you done?

I love your cryptic questions Rory!

Well, it all depends on whether you read the posts from these positive lifestyle bloggers. Some might say you had failed, others would say that you succeeded. But other people would say you tried – and that is all that counts!

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If your best friend had murdered someone would you help bury the body?

emergency callNope! Are you kidding??? That would be a turning point in our relationship I feel. Wouldn’t that be an awful situation to be confronted by?

My obvious response would be to ring 999 and report what had happened.

What was the weirdest, strangest and most mysterious phone call you ever took or made?

Phone call – hmm??? I will have a think about that one and see what I remember.

Nothing amazing is standing out. I have had a few funny conversations with cold callers (I don’t have a mortgage, I don’t have an account with any utility companies and I think I would know if I had earn enough money to owe £3000 tax!)

weird callsLast year I had a phone-call from a gentleman who was not making any sense at all. He was incredible hard to understand. It was painful. After about half an hour I established that he had my CV and wanted to invite me to an interview. However, I could not understand the name of the company or the role that they were recruiting for. I was asking all sorts of questions to try to find out what I needed, what kind of business was his company involved in? Where were they located? But nothing he said was making sense. He may as well have been speaking another language. It was so awful. In the end I had to keep saying, please e-mail me with the information. And several times I repeated, “I am so sorry, I cannot understand you. I am putting the telephone down now.

Ying, Yang, Yong, Yeng and Yung, which is best that describes your personality and why?

to guam and back.jpgI have no idea what those words mean – but I would happily call myself YOUNG.

Only one other blogger knows my exact age and I have threatened him that if he let’s my age slip – there will be trouble ahead. Don’t tell him, but I have no idea what exactly that trouble would involve! Possibly being tied to the exercise bike and having to cycle all the way to Guam and back!

Regardless of my age…I am just a girl! I feel as if I only left school yesterday!

Five Questions For My Nominees

  1. ARE YOU CAMERA SHY? OR DO YOU TAKE SELFIES AND POSE FOR PHOTOS WITH CONFIDENCE?
  2. WHAT KIND IF SACRIFICES HAVE YOU MADE FOR A PERSON OR PEOPLE YOU LOVE?
  3. IS THERE ANYTHING FROM YOUR CHILDHOOD THAT YOU HAVE KEPT FOR SENTIMENTAL REASONS?
  4. IF YOU AND I WERE GOING TO GO OUT TO CAFE POSH FOR BREAKFAST/BRUNCH AND I WAS PAYING WHAT WOULD YOU ORDER?
  5. HAVE YOU EVER HAD A MISUNDERSTANDING WITH A FRIEND THAT CAUSED YOU SOME DISTRESS? WAS THE MISUNDERSTANDING RESOLVED AND YOUR FRIENDSHIP RESTORED?

My Nominees

Making A Quick Get-Away

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Hours on my own in the car with him!!! He changed the plan for the weekend when I realized I don’t need to be back at work until next Thursday!!!

He picked me up in his car for a get-away that will include me being with members of my family in Snowdonia!!! We have to split up before then. It’s too earlier to inflict him on my family! But in the meantime…almost a four hour drive together…and then a stop over before we spend the day together tomorrow!

I Would Love An Eiderdown

cover.jpgIt was so cold last night! We were shivery and snuggling into each other (it’s cute isn’t it!) to keep warm. He jumped up and started looking through drawers and the wardrobe for extra blankets and he found an eiderdown. It’s years since I have seen a proper eiderdown. I think bed spreads and throws are perhaps more common nowadays.

This eiderdown was so cute! Pretty flowers and flouncy fabric. And it did provide a lovely extra hug of warmth. It made the whole room take on a chintzy feel. I liked it.

Back in my little nest in London, and I am expecting another chilly night. I would love an eiderdown! I would also like him to keep me warm, but he still has not been to my little abode. We are planning a stayover in a couple of weeks time, when we both have some time off. I can cook and bake for him in my own residence. It will be interesting.

spread.jpgI have a fleecy blanket that rests on my sofa, but it is quite small. So I pulled out of storage the big white bedspread that I have. It is a huge thing. Not only does it cover the bed, but it drapes all over the floor, not really letting the tiniest draft in.

It’s lovely to be all wrapped up, “snug as a bug in a rug”, under that enormous bedspread…it is a pain to make the bed neatly in the morning, but that is a small price to pay for being so cosy warm during the chilly nights. I have to remember those hazardous corners too. I have often tripped on the corners when I have been rushing.

The cold is descending. Summer is long gone, which is sad. But I do realize that the darkness is our ally. It is easier for him and I to get about when it is too dark for anyone to really notice him.

him hugThe cold is not so unromantic either. When it is freezing outside, the solution seems obvious: HUGS. He gives the best hugs. They are proper bear hugs, he could easily break one of my ribs I am sure! But it is great…it feels as if he wants to communicate just how much he has in his heart, and he does it by squeezing his arms around me so tight, that it really is hard to catch my breath.

Anyway…I am still dwelling on the thought of having an eiderdown on my bed. He had a sixties playlist on his phone, and he played it because he knows we both love sixties music. This song was on it…which is probably why I am thinking of covers! I had not heard it before. I knew the phenomenal voice instantly. But when he dropped me off near here this morning, I googled the lyrics…so so so sweet!!!

Cover me, cover me
Spread your precious love all over me
Oh, can’t you see the need in me?
Oh, cover me, cover me

Hide me, hide me
Where no other can find me
Oh, I’m feeling cold, I need you so
Oh, cover me, cover me

Girl, my love for you gets stronger everyday
Oh, temptation might be waiting ’round the way
When I’m lost and I get led astray
Find me, find me
Kiss every little tear that blinds me
Oh darling, I don’t want to lose you
Oh, find me

Stay with me, stay with me
Baby, make it all the way with me
Oh, everyday and every way
Stay with me, you stay with me

Cover me, cover me
Spread your precious love all over me
Oh, can’t you see the need in me?
Oh, cover me, cover me

Cover me, cover me
Spread your precious love all over me
Oh, can’t you see?

Written by: Eddie Hinton and Marlin Greene

Please Don’t Judge Me

hiding (2)Well, it all started over a month ago. Not sure right now what is going on. It helps to write it down because it is so hard to hold it all in. I am so glad I have this outlet. Sharing a thrilling secret with the last person you would ever expect. Terrified this is going to end in more pain. Sneaking around in sunglasses and hats. Avoiding all the places we think we have friends who would recognize us. I, I am finding it all a bit weird. Sick to the stomach weird, and yet…there are other feelings. Deep feelings that nobody really has a right to pry into.

It’s all very delicate right now. All very scary. Keeping my head down and avoiding eye contact with those who know me best, in case I give anything away.

lane.jpgHe and I. We just happened out of the millions of people in London to be on the same tiny street a while back. I thought he hadn’t seen me. I thought I’d got away with passing unnoticed.

A couple of weeks later, there was a phone call. Wow! I don’t know if you can imagine the impact it had. Words that should have been spoken a long time ago. It was if someone was peeling back all of my skin and touching quivering flesh. It’s so hard to explain.

What lay dormant, what I thought was dead, sprang to life. He had the right words. I don’t know how else to explain it. He wanted to see me. I didn’t think I could. But he found the words to persuade me.

needed him3.jpgWalking in the woods, hoods up, scarves around our necks. When it became dark, he used his phone as a torchlight. There were lots of tree roots to avoid. A few people passed. Nobody recognised him, I don’t think so anyway. He and I both terrified for our own reasons. It was so intense.

Looking into his eyes, wondering if I could believe the words, the oh so powerful words. Wanting to run away, but my feet and legs feeling like lead. Needing him to stop talking. Then he did. For some reason reached for my hand. Letting him. Feeling that skin against mine after so long. Unbelievable. After thinking it would never happen again.

diva.jpgHe’d said he needed time to think. He’s always thought of me. Four years? He said he’s been haunted by what happened. He’s had a long time to work out what he wanted to say. He knew it must have been unbearable for me. It was. I think you know that better than he does. I told him I thought he hated me. He asked how I could ever think that.

Since then, hard to explain, it’s like a whirlwind. I’ve been wrapped up in it. In him. Feeling like some kind of Venus. A diva. Hiding from the paps, in case they ruin this. Can’t be out in public. Not yet. Too scared to bring him home. Can’t go near his place. Leaves us with his car. Having to saunter in back streets, wondering when he will appear. Finding lonely parts of London. We even drove to the coast one night last week.

Finding myself dressing up for him. Buying dresses wondering how he will like them. Sensing all this was going to lead to something. Feeling guilty because I am supposed to be thinking of someone else. But he is so far away. And I don’t think he even wants something serious with me, otherwise why would he have left me?

lodge.jpgRealizing I was forgetting the dream that was never going to come true, running back to the love of my life. No idea what he has in mind. But needing him all the same. Then last weekend, he’d booked a cottage in a lonely little village hidden away in a county neighbouring London.

He’s booked somewhere else for this weekend. A different county. My heart aches with happiness. Relief. Fear. What will everyone think? What will everyone say? How long will we hide? Please don’t let the paps ruin this. Please don’t let his fans ruin this.

Let me just be with the love of my life until my dying day. Don’t say anything. Nothing at all. You don’t really know me, and you don’t know him. But like I tried to tell you. He and I were made for each other. We just let everyone else come between us. I am hoping that will never happen again. I am going to keep my eyes fixed on him.I am not going to listen to what anyone else thinks.

annie and robin6He and I are going to try to fix what was broken. He and I are doing this for ourselves. Hiding from everyone. We’ll be in hired cottages and lodges for a while I guess. Thank goodness he has money. Letting our love grow strong. He and I – that’s all that matters. Before we let anyone else know.

If Caramel goes quiet, know that she is happy, with the love of her life. It feels like a miracle happened in London. I can’t let go of that. I can’t let go of him. Scared to ever let go of his hand, knowing I spent four years trying to live without him and failed. Failed because I didn’t want to believe that two people so in love could be enemies.

he likes it that way.jpgAll I ever hoped for was that we could be at peace you know. I never believed for a moment this would happen. So please don’t judge me. In a couple of hours, the love of my life is going to be in the car park at a nearby hotel. I have to walk there with my little overnight bag and look out for his car. I am going to have a shower and curl my hair. He loves my hair curly. He always did. I knew that. The way he used to look at me back then. I have my dress all picked out. I bought this dress thinking of him.

You might not understand. But I can’t worry about what everyone thinks. But for me and him, we are enjoying our secret as long as it lasts. Dizzy with the passion. It’s years of longing that are finally satisfied. For him, it’s something he’s hoped for ever since he met me, so he says. For me, it is the end of a long nightmare. Everyone thinks they know us. They don’t realize what we have both had to bear. Only he and I can begin to grasp it. He’s already my best friend. And I have another best friend 10,100 miles away who is happy for me. Now I’m picking out dresses to wear looking forward to him taking them off. He’s becoming my lifeline. My dream come true. The nightmare seems to be over.

 

 

 

Taking It On The Chin With A Grin

stressI have been spending time with “him”, which is just wonderful. Work is wonderful. I have a relative who is very ill, and it is a hard to see what she is going through. But the whole family (there are a lot of family), and many many friends are all making sure she knows how much she is loved!

I was chatting with “him”, and he was telling me about a challenge he was dealing with when we were living together. One of his very close relatives was battling cancer. He didn’t tell me back then, he didn’t tell any of us (six of us shared a huge flat). Just a couple of his close friends knew at the time. He was feeling it at the time, it was stressing him out a lot. But all we saw was him being cheerful and charismatic – as ever. He is so good at cracking on with work and keeping everyone happy, there are often no visible signs of stress. He says that stress did affect his relationship with me. It went terribly wrong, and he just did not have the emotional energy for it because of everything he was juggling.

fave memory.pngFunny how sometimes you just don’t realize what those close to you, those who you love, might be going through. He said he loved the atmosphere in our flat. We had lots of pizza nights (with real home-made pizzas). There were some great times in that flat. I wish we could have had more! In some ways, what happened between him and I cast a shadow over the fun in the flat. He and I went from awkward to hostile. Anyway…it is all in the past. We can only learn from hindsight. It means a lot to understand more about why he was so weird back then.

These are the thoughts on my mind as I turn my my attention to preparing my SHARE-YOUR-WORLD post. As I have skipped one of the questions, please check out the complete list of questions from Melanie, the creator of sparksfromacombustiblemind, in her original post:

https://sparksfromacombustiblemind.com/2019/09/30/share-your-world-9-30-19/

QUESTIONS:

questI have decided to skip the first question that was listed in this weeks SHARE-YOUR-WORLD.

Having been the victim of some of the serious crimes listed, it just lowered my mood so much thinking about it, I decided I would negate to answer the first question. But I will say this…filming a real crime for entertainment purposes – insane!!

So moving on…

If someone asked to be your apprentice and learn all that you know, what would you teach them?

having a blast.gif“All that I know”…well that would take about five minutes – not much of an apprenticeship! I am not an expert in any subject really, I am a jack of all trades (or apparently the term for a woman is “a jill of all trades”) kind of person. So it would be an apprenticeship with a huge variety of content, but none of those subjects would be studied in depth.

My apprentice would complete the training exactly like me – a really good “all-rounder”, who likes to smile a lot, and has a million stories to tell because of all the projects she has worked on and the fascinating people she has met.

And most of all my apprentice would learn how to make sure that everyday, come what may, is an absolute blast!

First think of a product. Now, what would be the absolute worst brand name for one of those products?

butter on your bumOh…the product that came to mind was toilet paper…as for the worst possible brand name…maybe I will skip this question too!!! But my friends have chuckled often at some of the features of toilet paper we have seen on supermarket shelves:

SHEA BUTTER TOILET PAPER – who wants to put butter on their bum?

RECYCLED TOILET PAPER – nice!

SUDOKU TOILET PAPER – really?

CAMOUFLAGE TOILET PAPER – now that’s just nasty!

But it doesn’t end there, you can buy valentine’s toilet paper, musical toilet paper and toilet paper printed with personal photographs, we have seen photos of politicians, military figures, pop stars…the list goes on. It’s all rather disturbing!

I think instead at this point, it would be more educational and positive to watch an instructive toilet paper origami video:

If you enjoyed that there are many many more toilet paper origami videos online!

What ridiculous and untrue, yet slightly plausible, theories can you come up with for the cause of common ailments like headaches or cavities?

headacheGoodness…every morning I have head pain when I wake up. I have occasionally made up comedy reasons. I remember telling my family, friends, or Goldfinch things like these:

IT’S THE LITTLE PEOPLE IN MY HEAD PRACTICING THEIR RIVERDANCE ROUTINE

THE MOTHER SHIP IS SENDING AN ENCODED MESSAGE, THE PAIN WILL STOP AS SOON AS THE DATA TRANSFER IS COMPLETE

IT’S BECAUSE I AM SO BRAINY, MY HEAD SOMETIMES HURTS BECAUSE MY SKULL IS TOO SMALL AND THERE IS NO WHERE ELSE FOR MY BRAIN TO GO

IT’S YOUR FAULT, YOU HAVE BEEN MAKING LOVE TO ME IN MY DREAMS ALL NIGHT, NOW MY HEAD IS IN PAIN RECOVERING

fml-yoga-jaw.jpgHowever…that middle one…it’s not all that funny it turns out. I have had exactly that problem (not being “brainy”), inflammation of my brain tissue…has caused my brain stem to go the only place it can…downwards. This is part of the reason I have been in hospital a number of times with major issues, after I was attacked and received multiple severe blows to my head.

But hey…we do try to keep a sense of humour do we not!!! Adversity – take it on the chin with a grin! Nothing damaged that can’t be fixed eventually. I’m sure my Creator has it covered.

Here is a great ditty from Edgar A. Guest:

WITH A LIFT OF [HER] CHIN AND A BIT OF A GRIN

WITHOUT ANY DOUBTING OR “QUIT IT”

[SHE] STARTED TO SING AS [SHE] TACKLED THAT THING

THAT COULDN’T BE DONE AND [SHE] DID IT!!!


GRATITUDE:

If you’d like to, please share a photo or an example of gratitude that you have.  Thanks!  

IMG_20180722_123051 (2)I am especially grateful at the moment to this wonderful man, who lives far far away from me, but who is still a very important part of my life.

He is like my bestie at the moment. None of my nearest and dearest know about the recent development with my ex-flatmate. But my beloved friend on the opposite side of the planet has been very lovely about things.

Initially expressing some concern, because he knows what happened in the past, remarking that I have a great capacity for forgiveness (hey how can you not when you know what others have forgiven you for?) and reassuring me over and over. He wants me to be happy.

Supportive, kind, lovely, gorgeous…he is a very special man – and I am not going to stop loving him. I am so grateful for everything, the exciting romance, the adventures in the bedroom, and his friendship, which means so much to me.

I know I am going to have to draw some lines, some borders in my heart…the 10,100 miles make it easier to keep my focus on the man who is here, the man I know is as close to a soul-mate as I will ever find…but I do not ever want to stop loving the gorgeous Australian who helped so many internal wounds heal. He has been a special part of my life…and he will always be.