Anyway, I'm posting this one today for all the blogs that are no more... when I started out reading other people's stuff, I was completely in awe by how funny, and clever, and creative they all were. I got inspiration for crafty projects, links to other interesting blogs and even made some new friends and an enemy or two, but hey, it's all good.
And now, some of my favourites are no more. I feel like I've lost old friends, or that one of my favourite authors has died much too young (RIP Sara Douglass), and I don't like it.
What're the options? Well, I do go through from time to time and remove the interminably cheery ones, the ones that always make me want to puke with their nauseating 'everything is lovely in my world' vibe, and the ones where the person writing it is just posed over the razor blade waiting for Australia to lose the Rugby so they've got an excuse to slash their wrists.
I got rid of 'diary of a nutjob housewife' before she bored me to tears with her tales of woe and how they couldn't afford to eat anything except hot dogs but they could afford a subscription to Fox... and I miss Felicity from All Toile and No Reward, and I wish she'd come back. Or somebody would tell me what's going on! I miss Gerald Gee, who used to put lovely 1930's music on his blog, but he's gone to the great Artists Studio in the sky and he won't be coming back. I miss Baino and her eloquent endless supply of 'useless as ...' sayings. I miss Sara from Streaks on the China, although I know she reads this from time to time, and is kind enough to comment, but I liked her writing and I miss it.
So... where does that leave me? Out looking for new blogs to read and enjoy. If you have any suggestions, I'd be happy to hear 'em. I quite like House on Hill Road but I think she might be a bit too foody/quilty/kids-y for me.
And in news of the other kind, I took some nice pics of My Lovely Ma's garden whilst in Perth (Oh, I'm back, btw, did you notice?), and spent most of yesterday asleep. Jetlag will do that for you.
And now, back to my knitting. Ciao!
Those are beautiful photos. I wish I could have caught the blog with the 1930's music- that sounds really cool!
ReplyDeleteMaybe that should have been....heartofagypsyblogspot.com
ReplyDeleteeither way I'm sure you'll find it
You very funny lady. Heart of a gypsy, brain of a pea.
ReplyDeleteBlogs come and blogs go. You do feel, though, that you've come to know a blogger in a strange way and require some explanation when they've moved on.
ReplyDeleteThanks for the comment on my blog. I can't believe sheep's heads came from the butcher with the wool still on. It's a horrendous thought. We're so unaware of where our meat comes from these days, aren't we? So nicely packaged up. A great story from your ma. One that would be hard to forget.