Category Archives: Miscellaneous

NO COMMENT? (Look in your Spam)

A Little Help From My Friends…

Dear friends and fellow bloggers,

You know me, right? I’m a prolific commenter, most of the time. I usually have an opinion, and I love hanging around blogs. We’re all friends here in the blogosphere.

Ham turned to Spam!

However. At this time, I’ve been relegated to Spam. Yup, everything I might try to say to you on your lovely WordPress blogs currently most likely ends up in your Spam folder. Why?

WordPress uses something called Akismet to protect our blogs from Spam. Occasionally, Akismet tightens its criteria or logarithms or whatever it is they use, and legitimate, innocent bloggers such as myself end up on a blacklist. Completely randomly. Completely without reason. For I’m not Spam, right? Not fair, uh-huh, but that’s what happens.

How did I find out about this? Well, let’s say I spent time yesterday leaving comments on people’s blogs, as is my wont, and they didn’t appear. The blog would say, “posting comment” and then… nothing. No “your comment is awaiting moderation”, just nothing. This got me thinking and Googling, and hey presto, there it was, the hypothesis. Am I on a blacklist of some kind? Does WordPress think I’m Spam?? I Facebooked with one of the bloggers and she duly found me in her Spam folder (and restored my comment: thanks!). Hypothesis confirmed; panic stations!

I’ve contacted WordPress, and they’ve been very helpful but there’s not much they can do. I’ve contacted Akismet but their contact form is like a big, black hole and I don’t even know if my message got through.

No Way Out?

Meanwhile I’ve been advised conflicting things. Some say, hold off on the commenting altogether for a  while. Others say, comment and ask the blog owners to retrieve your message from Spam and approve it. Apparently, that action sends a message of a ‘false positive’ to Akismet which will eventually (in a few days? weeks? months?) prompt Akismet to take me off the blacklist. (Have I mentioned that I hate being on any kind of blacklist? I’m deeply distraught!).

I’m not alone in this. Check out this post, for example (or try Googling the phenomenon, but this link is faster, LOL):

http://dukeo.com/how-to-get-off-akismets-blacklist/

Instructive, huh? So where do I go from here?

Hope Against Hope

Well. I’ll comment a little less, perhaps, but I will remain your active friend!

Perhaps you could check your Spam folder every once in a while to see if I’m languishing in there. Perhaps, if you find me, you might mark my comments as THIS IS NOT SPAM and approve them to restore them to your blog. I would really, really love that.

Hopefully, one day I’ll become a happy, one-click-and-my-comment-shows blogger again. In the interim… don’t forget to check your Spam folder every once in a while, just in case. Thank you all for your support!

🙂

Winning a Race and Gaining a Sunshine Award ~ My Lucky Week!

Happy Friday! I’ve had a bit of a lucky week this week, so you can bet your bottom dollar I’ll be playing the lottery tonight, LOL. Here’s what happened.

Last Saturday, I completely unexpectedly entered the local model-boat-race… and won (nearly). Photos below!

On Monday, I was awarded the Sunshine Award by my rocking friend, Karen Soutar ~ thank you, Karen, and please find my SUNSHINE POST response and nominations below!

Last but not least, I also won tickets to the Waddington Airshow in a competition at Siren 107.3 FM. This, for the woman who never wins anything! You can see why I simply have to play the lottery tonight…although you might argue I’ve had my lucky three!

Winning the Boat Race

One of my greatest regrets about my time at Oxford University is not having joined the College Rowing team. I had two good reasons, though. One, I can’t swim, so rowing isn’t an obvious pastime for me. And two, I really struggle to get up at 5 a.m.. But as a result, I missed out on all the boat racing fun.

I made up for it last Saturday! Dunholme, a village nearby our home, hosts a fabulous village fete every year, and as part of the fete, they stage a boat race on the little river running through the church yard. Anyone is welcome to construct a boat out of any kind of materials and race it, for a small fee.

Needless to say, the kids constructed massive entries featuring several milk bottles, cereal boxes, egg boxes and what have you. Their boats did well, but they didn’t win.

I didn’t have an entry. I had no intention of entering. But observing the winning boats, I tried to explain to the kids where their constructions had gone wrong and was met with incredulous stares.

“What do you mean, Mummy, a bottle with a sail would have done better?”

Well, there’s no better way to teach than to show. Right? So in between races, I commandeered a soft drinks bottle (empty), four lolly sticks (sans lollies), and one random wrapper. I made two holes in the bottle, stuck the lolly sticks in (two per hole) and fashioned my sail. At the last minute, I remembered to add a few little stones for ballast to ensure my boat would stay upright.

The second-place-winning entry. Yes, I know it's not in the water. I hadn't taken my camera! This wasn't planned!!

The second-place-winning entry.
Yes, I know it’s not in the water. I hadn’t taken my camera! This wasn’t planned!!

I paid my 50p, I entered and….

 second place

I came second place! (I would have come first but there was an interference…anyway, water under the bridge!). I’m mighty thrilled, and I got a mug to prove it!

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My offspring were incredulous, but gleeful on my behalf. Will they remember this lesson for next year, I wonder?

The Sunshine Award

It’s been a while since I’ve last been able to accept an award nomination. Here’s a big, heartfelt Thank You to all you lovely bloggers who bore with me when I had to pass on your lovely, kind and gracious nominations over the past few months owing to time constraints, deadlines and other calamities. You know who you are ~ and you know I love you!

However, on this occasion, I had a clear week and I thought it was time to have a bit of fun again!

Therefore, a huge thank you goes to the awesome Karen Soutar for nominating me for the Sunshine Award. A fellow rock lover, Karen and I were introduced on Twitter by the lovely Julie Valerie, and we’ve been rocking and chatting together ever since. We have many things in common, but there’s one crucial difference… which you’ll find imminently.

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To accept the award, I have to tell you ten random things about me, and pass the award on to ten fellow bloggers. Here goes!

1. I don’t drive. Weird, but there you have it. I’ve blogged about this some other time, but the upshot is, I don’t drive. Karen, on the other hand, is a driving instructor! So if I do ever get overcome by the urge to pick the steering wheel  up again, I know who to turn to for refresher lessons.

2. I’ve not watched a whole episode of Star Trek since I was a child. And then, I believed quite firmly that all the cast were wearing pyjamas because Captain Kirk’s uniform looked exactly like my Dad’s sleepwear.

3. I can’t swim. Well, not really. I do a hapless little backstroke that keeps me above water, just.

4. I once hitch-hiked across Germany to see a rock band I desperately wanted to see despite having no tickets, or no accommodation at the other end. When my then-boyfriend realized that I was serious about going after this band, he joined me on my trip, much to his mother’s distress. I know, let’s not go there. We got to see the band alright. Sadly, the story doesn’t continue at all like Sophie’s story does, so we’d better draw a veil over this.

5. I’m a sucker for seafood. Everything but squid, eek, no thank you.

6. My favourite fruit is a strawberry.

7. I invented orange-and-cranberry cocktails. I swear I did. I was mixing orange juice with cranberry juice before that notion ever made it into public consciousness.

8. I don’t own any tech gadgets beyond a basic mobile phone and a laptop. No iPad, smartphone, tablet, iPod or other device in my house. (Yet)

9. I’m a member of the society for the appropriate use of the apostrophe, as well as the appropriate use of their vs. there, and less versus fewer.

10. I have a love-hate relationship with serial commas and participle phrases.

And the Sunshine award goes to…

An Author’s View
Brook Cottage Books
Eve’s Chick Lit Reviews
Cosmochicklitan
Everything Books and Authors
Forget the Housework
Jersey Girl Book Reviews
Julie Valerie 
Sheryl Browne
The Adventures Within

Okay nominees, how it works:

Use the award logo in this post. Link to the person who nominated you (hey, that’s me! Woo hoo!). Write ten pieces of information about yourself. Nominate ten fellow bloggers who positively and creatively inspire others in the blogsphere. Leave a comment on the nominees’ blogs to tell them about the award. Have fun!

PS ~ if you’re too busy for this award, or if you can’t accept it right now… don’t worry. It’s only a bit of fun, and I won’t mind if you have to pass. Honest! 🙂

Wishing you all a great weekend. Have you ever experienced ‘lucky spates’ like this one? And do small mercies tickle you pink, too?

I’m Not Driving in Great Company!

While I was idly flicking through Tatler Magazine yesterday, I came across an article that made me really happy. In fact, it made me feel totally and one hundred percent vindicated in the matter of a long-standing family debate. It turns out that I’m not driving in great company!

Huh? I hear you say. Well, to understand my jokey statement, you have to know that I don’t drive. It’s a matter of choice, not ability. I do have a licence. I’ve had my licence since 1991, in fact. It’s probably the cleanest license in the country because I haven’t used it for the best part of twenty years!

But why, you ask, no doubt aghast. Don’t worry, you can be aghast. I’m used to that reaction!

Let’s see. There are numerous reasons why I don’t drive.

Failing my driving test first time round didn’t help. I’d never failed anything before in my entire life, and this rather spectacular (and costly!) failure deeply undermined my self-confidence (in shreds anyway at the tender age of nineteen!).

My father’s unerring ice-age attitude towards woman drivers certainly didn’t improve matters. His view was quite plainly that women didn’t belong behind the wheel. I kid you not ~ he was of that generation. I remember him well, standing by the kitchen window, watching as my Mum would try to park her car. He’d be muttering under his breath, “She’s gonna hit it, she’s gonna hit it” (except, of course, he’d say that in German), and he’d be rubbing his hands gleefully. Upon gaining my licence, he categorically forbid me to ever, ever drive his car. It is somewhat ironic that it was him, shortly afterwards, who reversed out of the garage with the passenger door open. And, another few weeks later, he misjudged the distance to the bin shed rather dramatically. But I digress!

Being caught in a traffic accident during my very fist weekend in England left me somewhat traumatised, I have to confess. To this day, I have a dangerous tendency to close my eyes in roundabouts ~ not a healthy habit, were I driving, you will agree! You see, what happened was this. I was in a friend’s car and we were motoring through an infamous Northampton roundabout. My friend was going round, as one should. The other driver decided to go through, as she was in a hurry. The two cars connected in the most unfortunate, metal-crunching manner. And the impact happened on my side, because the car was German and I was sitting on the right. Nobody got hurt, thankfully, but the cars were rather damaged and me… well, I still close my eyes.

I should probably also mention that am sadly lacking spatial vision. It’s an eye thing. I don’t see distance. I don’t see three-D, for that matter. Parking is a nightmare, as is judging distances in…you guessed it, roundabouts.

Last but no least, there’s not been the need for me to drive. Whilst living in Egham (3 years), Oxford (2 years), London (6 years) and later Bristol (8 years), I could get anywhere by bus, bike or on foot. And in most places, it was actually easier not to have to worry about parking and some such. It’s only since we’ve moved to rural(ish) Lincoln that there is a greater potential for the need to resurrect my driving skills. In fact, I wouldn’t be surprised if parts of my family had some kind of sweepstake going on how long I resist the lure of the car.

But you see, I won’t need to, now.

For I am in GREAT company on the not-driving front. And I know this courtesy of Mary Killen over at Tatler Magazine and her article, “Baby, You Can Drive My Car” (thank you, Mary!). Turns out that Einstein probably wouldn’t drive, were he alive now. Manolo Blahnik doesn’t drive, nor does David Starkey — and the list goes on, go and check it out! The image on the next page of the magazine (this isn’t reproduced in the online article) suggested strongly that Adele and Lady Gaga don’t, or won’t, drive, either. (Yet! A quick Google Search indicates that they may be working on this!) See: I’m in excellent company not driving. (In fact, let’s be clear about this: at this time I may have something quite special in common with Adele and Lady Gaga!!) Therefore, I shall stick to my guns (or feet, as it were) for as long as I possibly can. I shall be green. I shall have a smaller carbon footprint than any other adult I know. *smiles smugly* Sorted!

What about you? Are you a driver? Or are you a conscientious objecter?

555 FB Likes Giveaway: And the winners are…

Thank you to everyone who entered the 555 Facebook Likes Gratitude Giveaway!

It was a short, one-week only giveaway, but I was astounded by your response and I feel the lurve. 😀

And the winners are…

1 Sophie's Run mug (reverse side is blank)

1 Sophie’s Run mug (reverse side is blank)

The mug goes to: ELAINE W.

1 Sophie's Run Keyring (reverse is blank)

1 Sophie’s Run Keyring (reverse is blank)

The keyring goes to: PETRA R.

SWAG PACK: 2 Sophie's Run bookmarks; 2 Sophie's Turn bookmarks; 2 Sophie's Run postcards (1 signed); 2 Sophie's Turn postcards (1 signed)

SWAG PACK: 2 Sophie’s Run bookmarks; 2 Sophie’s Turn bookmarks; 2 Sophie’s Run postcards (1 signed); 2 Sophie’s Turn postcards (1 signed)

The SWAG pack goes to: DEBBIE L.

1 ecopy of Sophie's Run

1 ecopy of Sophie’s Run

And one ecopy of Sophie’s Run goes to: LARIZA R.

Huge congratulations!

Winners are being notified and prizes will be shipped/delivered imminently. Rock on!!

Don’t forget to check back for more giveaways in the future… you never know when the mood will take me!

Celebrating 555 Facebook LIKES: GIVEAWAY

Woohooo! Yesterday, I reached my target of gaining 555 Facebook Likes.
I am so chuffed! Thank you all for your support and for pressing that LIKE button. And if you haven’t already… what are you waiting for?

PARTY TIME!

I’d like to say a BIG Thank You to everyone for their support and enthusiasm.
So here’s the giveaway!!

By entering via the RAFFLECOPTER link below, you could win ONE of the following:

1 Sophie's Run mug (reverse side is blank)

1 Sophie’s Run mug (reverse side is blank)

OR

1 Sophie's Run Keyring (reverse is blank)

1 Sophie’s Run Keyring (reverse is blank)

OR

SWAG PACK: 2 Sophie's Run bookmarks; 2 Sophie's Turn bookmarks; 2 Sophie's Run postcards (1 signed); 2 Sophie's Turn postcards (1 signed)

SWAG PACK: 2 Sophie’s Run bookmarks; 2 Sophie’s Turn bookmarks; 2 Sophie’s Run postcards (1 signed); 2 Sophie’s Turn postcards (1 signed)

OR

1 ecopy of Sophie's Run

1 ecopy of Sophie’s Run

I’m so excited to offer this celebratory and gratitude giveaway!
Come on over and enter ~ just click right here:
a Rafflecopter giveaway

GIVEAWAY CLOSES 11 JUNE AT MIDNIGHT BST.
The small print! Entrants must be aged 18 or over. Giveaway is open internationally. Winners will be drawn via Rafflecopter. The ebook and Swag Pack prize will be available for shipping/delivery instantly upon giveaway closure; shipment of mug and keyring will occur within approximately one week after giveaway closure.

Good luck, and thanks again for the lurve~it means the world to me!

In The Deep

Morning, all!

It’s the last day of the half-term and my OH has taken the day off so we can have a family treat. We’re off to THE DEEP in Hull. If the Humber bridge is open for visitors, we might even venture across ~ or partway across ~ on foot. So this is kind of a non-post just to let you know why I’m not posting anything more substantial. I am, in fact, taking the day off! Back to normal next week ~ I’ll see you for Music Monday. Have a great weekend…

Source: BY (WT-shared) Gnomy96 at wts wikivoyage [CC-BY-SA-3.0 (http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/3.0)], via Wikimedia Commons

Source: BY (WT-shared) Gnomy96 at wts wikivoyage [CC-BY-SA-3.0 (http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/3.0)%5D, via Wikimedia Commons

SUMMER GIVEAWAY by Reading Addiction Virtual Book Tours

I’m taking part in the Reading Addiction Virtual Book Tours Summer GIVEAWAY and PROMOTION!

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Check out these awesome prizes and don’t miss your chance to enter!

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Sometimes I Think Germish

You probably know that I’m a prolific writer and a vicious proofer. Of course, occasionally I do make mistakes. I have been known to commit the occasional grammatical faux-pas; sometimes the odd typo or three creeps in, and every now and then, I make genuine spelling mistakes. I wouldn’t be human if I didn’t! Further, I have to confess to having a very bad relationship with serial commas, but I do like my apostrophes used correctly.

All these mistakes get fixed and corrected, naturally. Either by myself, during my many rounds of proofing, or by an external proofer.

Yet I have a little secret that may not be immediately obvious to my readers. In fact, many people are terribly surprised when they find out, and I’ve even had a few people disbelieving me entirely (“you’re pulling my leg, right?”).

Here goes. I think, and therefore write, in a language that isn’t my native language. My native language is German, but I find myself utterly unable to string together a narrative in that language. Instead, I prefer English. I have lived and breathed and dreamed English ever since I moved to the UK twenty years ago. In fact, I have lived and breathed and dreamed in English from the moment I started learning the language.

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Why, you want to know? I have no idea. I am as baffled as you are. There’s some strange wiring going on in my brain that is beyond bilingualism, because my preference for the use of English has come to the detriment of what is meant to be my infallible, incorruptible mother tongue. Somehow, for me, this is not so.

Moreover, this phenomenon goes deeper than just thinking, speaking or writing. I have been told by the few people who know me ‘fluently’ in both languages that my voice is deeper in English (or goes up three octaves in German, depending on your viewpoint), that my wit is sharper, my confidence stronger and my exuberance more buoyant. (Not my words, I assure you!) That is an awful lot to take in when you’re not even aware that that’s going on.

Suffice it to say that I do feel more comfortable in English, in every respect. I struggle to express emotion in German, which is proving a bit of a problem as I am making a valiant effort at raising my children bilingually. Yet in English, with its infinite nuances and wonderful registers, the metaphors flow and expression is easy. Weird, huh?

That said, when I was working on Sophie’s Turn, and more recently the sequel, Sophie’s Run, I had some very strange things happening to me. After all this time living and working in England, after all this time spent thinking and writing in English, suddenly the Germanisms started popping up in my brain.

This was particularly the case for Sophie’s Run as some parts of the book are set in several places in Germany. “Germish” is one of the official terms for this type of linguistic interference, only it usually refers to English words used (incorrectly or out of context) in German, rather than German expressions creeping into English. But still, you get the idea.

I found myself thinking up turns of phrases or expressions that are unknown to the English-speaking world. For example, I’d say something like, this is quite a plastic description. HUH? In German, a description that is ‘plastisch’ would denote a description so good that it’s 3D, life-like, authentic. In English, this mistranslation is meaningless. Evidently, these instances of Germish gibberish never make it onto the page; instead, I spend some significant time trying to find an appropriate English translation. Very occasionally, I have to give up and take a different English idiomatic approach.

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A case in point is the actual title for Sophie’s Run, which drove me to distraction for months. There’s a German word, Aussetzer, that captures perfectly what I wanted to express, but there is no adequate English equivalent. Aussetzer means to undergo a temporary moment of madness where all reason deserts you and you do some weird and wonderful things. That’s a bit of a mouthful ~ you see the predicament? Hiatus doesn’t capture it, neither does folly, break, interlude, intermission, interruption. Mad five minutes isn’t exactly a catchy book title. The closest expression I could come up with was to flip out, which isn’t yet recognised by the Oxford English Dictionary. Therefore I couldn’t be sure that people would interpret this ‘street expression’ accurately and that’s way too risky for a book title. Plus, Sophie Flips Out doesn’t exactly conjure expectations of romantic comedy, rock star glamour and happy endings, now, does it? Therefore, Sophie simply runs. It lacks the German elegance, but it has its own cunning double or even triple meaning.

So there is something about the German language that lodges deeply in my brain and that pops up most unexpectedly. Very occasionally (say, once or twice), I have exercised artistic license and allowed myself to add the Germanisms to the manuscript when I felt that they worked, or that they added a touch of humour, or that the expression should quite simply exist in the English language. After all, that’s how language grows! So if you come across anything a little unusual, a little exotic, do get in touch… I invite you most heartily!

Do you have any experiences of weird interference with your brain? I’d love to hear I’m not alone…

‘Stage Debut’ ~ At the Drill Hall for Lincoln Inspired

8 May 2013 proved to be a fairly monumental day for me.

(I know, I seem to be having a lot of those of late. This seems to be an occupational hazard!)

Here’s a hint:

Yup, here I am!

Yup, here I am! Photo courtesy of Tom Haughton @ Lincoln Inspired, with thanks.

It was monumental because it featured my first ever contracted author appearance. Yup, rather than ‘just’ presenting myself for a book signing somewhere (not that there’s ever a ‘just’ about that!), I had signed a contract stating that I would turn up on the specified date, at the specified time, for the specified length of time, bringing along my person, my books and a talk.

Want to know more? Find out here: http://www.lincolninspired.co.uk/

Want to know more? Find out here: http://www.lincolninspired.co.uk/

The event in question was the Lincolnshire Literary Life session, featuring myself, Claire Kinton, David Zelder, Joff Gainey and Helen Hancocks. Gill Hart had structured the session into three stages.

Setting up for my 'stage debut' ~ I'm starting to feel like a pro about this!

Setting up for my ‘stage debut’ ~ I’m starting to feel like a pro about this!

Introductions

First of all, Gill invited us all to introduce ourselves to our audience. Thus we discovered that Helen illustrated the story of Penguin in Peril as part of her degree show, and that the words came later. Joff brought along his suitcase of memories and explains how that inspired him to write Sleeping on a Cloud. Claire shared the tragic inspiration for Dead Game, and David had everyone hanging onto his every word when he shared a traumatic experience that helped him make the events of Yomping Outside so authentic.

From left to right: Nicky Wells, David Zelder, Gill Hart, Claire Kinton, Helen Hancock and Joff Gainey. Photo courtesy of Tom Haughton and Lincoln Inspired, with thanks.

From left to right: Nicky Wells, David Zelder, Gill Hart, Claire Kinton, Helen Hancocks and Joff Gainey. Photo courtesy of Tom Haughton @ Lincoln Inspired, with thanks.

And me? Of course, I laid my cards on the table with regard to my inspiration.  (I’m not shy like that, LOL. Not anymore!) You know, my strange, inexplicable but undeniable love for rock stars. I earned myself a few laughs, which made my day, and people seemed intrigued by the fact that I blame the writing of Sophie’s Turn entirely on my husband.

Meet the Author

Introductions over, Gill moved us into the ‘free socializing hour’ where attendees were welcome to have lunch or to grab the opportunity to chat with the panel of authors, peruse books, and buy them and have them signed. I’m pleased to report that the attendees didn’t rush madly out the door for their food and drink. Rather, they milled about speaking to us, finding out more about books and buying a few, too.

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I loved this part of the session best, I have to confess. I adore meeting new people, readers, fellow authors and aspiring writers alike, and I never once left my stall to grab a drink. (Thankfully, Gill kept coming round with cups of tea and muffins ~ thank you!).

Question Time

After the meet-the-author time, Gill reconvened us for a guided panel discussion. She asked us authors about our experience of going into print ~ whether independently or through a publisher ~ and the audience was quick with questions about the publishing industry, but also our writing process in general. It was a wonderful and animated discussion and before we knew it, our time was quite literally up!

Parting shot. :-)

Parting shot. 🙂 Photo courtesy of Tom Haughton @ Lincoln Inspired, with thanks.

See You Next Year?

The general consensus was clear: let’s do this again next year! This is Lincoln Inspired’s first edition and in my humble opinion at least, the audience’s and authors’ reactions make the session a huge success. I sincerely expect that this reflects the Festival as a whole. So therefore… here’s to a fabulous 2nd, 3rd, 4th….. and nth edition. Rock on!

Lincoln is definitely Inspired!
Don’t you think?

Village May Fair

It’s been nearly a year since this here rock-loving city girl moved to a small and entirely lovely village just outside Lincoln. So of course, I’m still finding out new things all the time about what this more… country-fied style of life really has to offer. This weekend, I discovered the Village May Fair. I have to confess, I didn’t expect too much. But it was fabulous!

Intrigued! No idea what to expect...

Intrigued! No idea what to expect…

Wow. They take the party seriously here! (This is the main road through the village!)

Wow. They take the party seriously here! (This is the main road through the village!)

Cake stall!

Cake stall!

Home made jams and chutneys. (Not by me, you gather) We bought some Whisky Marmalade...yum!

Home made jams and chutneys. (Not by me, you gather) We bought some Whisky Marmalade…yum!

Not just a fair... and international fair! #loveitalianfood

Not just a fair… an international fair! #loveitalianfood

Oh. I think I might fancy some of that. *cheers*

Oh. I think I might fancy some of that. *cheers*

Bring on the entertainment! The local majorettes offer a stunning show.

Bring on the entertainment! The local majorettes offer a stunning show.

Band! Love me a good band!

Band! Love me a good band!

Juggling clown ~ it's a 'yes' from me!

Juggling clown ~ it’s a ‘yes’ from me!

Morris dancing!!! Bring it on!

Morris dancing!!! Bring it on!

Yes, with hankies, too! I'm loving this!

Yes, with hankies, too! I’m loving this!

And the ladies, too. (But no, I won't be joining any time soon. Sorry!)

And the ladies, too. (But no, I won’t be joining any time soon. Sorry!)

So we missed the actual dancing around the May Pole but we *did* see it, touch it...and think about it. Next year?

So we missed the actual dancing around the May Pole but we *did* see it, touch it…and think about it. Next year?

I tried to convince OH to have a go but... he refused.

I tried to convince OH to have a go but… he refused.

YES! Boat swings! Quick, quick, let's have a go....

YES! Boat swings! Quick, quick, let’s have a go….

Me. On Swing. "Tonight... I am young!!" LOL

Me. On Swing. “Tonight… I am young!!” LOL

It's a bit small, but I reckon Sophie and Dan would have had a go.

It’s a bit small, but I reckon Sophie and Dan would have had a go.

The boys particularly loved this slide. Alas, I wasn't allowed... #notsoyoungafterall

The boys particularly loved this slide. Alas, I wasn’t allowed… #notsoyoungafterall

Glorious village fair. Well, I'm sold!

Glorious village fair. Well, I’m sold!

And there you have it. The weather was glorious ~ this must have been the hottest Bank Holiday Monday for decades ~ and the fair was fantastic. I’ll look forward to next year.

How about you ~ how did you spend your weekend or Bank Holiday Monday?