There she is! Golly that goes back a few years! So immediately I rushed into town to buy myself a nice new attractive pair of lounge pants, just for the occasion - never know it might just be my lucky day LOL . . .
This week's interview is with Ann
who writes the blog, Retired And Crazy
Thank you for the interview, Ann
A very warm welcome to you and your followers
No you naughty boy! . . . . not a chance! . . . and sorry, I was being very flippant. The real reason for my blogging is described in my very first blog on Friday 23rd February 2007 Politically Incorrect And Ungreen in which I set out ideas to help ease me into retirement, my final statement being that if I followed my plan “I MAY keep myself out of trouble for a while”.
How wrong was that, but that’s another story.
Again, I refer you to that original blog post.
Blogging had many, many added benefits that I never dreamed of in the beginning. I started off being quite secretive but people found out and before I knew it friends, family and colleagues were following my/our escapades. My late husband Davy had always encouraged me to write a diary, which I did from time to time, but my online web blog keeps me disciplined.
And of course one of the main benefits turned out to be that we could keep in touch with distant friends and when Davy was so ill he found it a godsend because he didn’t have to keep going over his symptoms and treatment all the time. He would simply refer everyone to the latest information posted online.
Another enormous benefit was that I made new friends, including you, Eddie and your sister Maggie, who supported us with prayer and good wishes throughout his dreadful illness and then continued to support me after he died last Christmas.
Go with the flow and try not to piss too many people off. I made this mistake in the beginning and we had a “Blog-gate incident” when I called my colleagues “the bloodless bottom line committee”. This resulted in Davy telling our IT department to take the blog post off line until he could think about what should be done! Imagine the impudence of that! It was actually a strategic decision to give him thinking time. I had always read the blog post to him and he understood my sense of humour. After a few days he decreed that it if they didn’t understand my sense of humour and madness by now they never would. This calmed things down for a while but I became more cautious with my comments, which is actually a pity because I think the full essence of me is missing!
What is the most significant blog post you've ever read?
Probably the one that got me blogging to start with. I read about Wife In The North in the newspaper and started reading her fascinating story. Every blog post was so brilliant it would be hard to select one in particular. Unfortunately for us, but fortunately for her, she now seems to have starting living life in the fast lane again and her blog posts are spasmodic.
(I must 'take a gander! - her work sounds very interesting)
(Not true! Not true at all, Ann. I for one love to visit and read your posts when I am able to pop round for a cuppa.)
I’m not sure if she has done a Sunday Roast or not, but I have become quite close to Addy who writes Alcoholic Daze. She writes with total honesty and I empathise with many of her experiences because Davy was a recovering alcoholic with 36 years sobriety.
Another blog I love is Carmen’s Chronicles. She lives life to the full and is so inspirational.
(Neither lady has been roasted as yet and I will certainly contact them both. Thank you)
My family and friends, my computer, my memories.
(Can't better these answers, Ann, methinks)
Gone to BlogLand With The Wind - the story of Scarlet (played by me, of course) the beautiful, wise and generous heroine.
(Who has the wind? . . . . but carry on)
Depicting her amazing insight, good humour and fortitude in dealing with the hardships of war and the incredibly handsome but difficult hero Rhett (played by any number of impossibly fanciable actors – George Clooney? Johnny Depp? Andy Garcia? . . . . . and Eddie Bluelights)
I will say the yukky thing that you would expect me to say – I wouldn’t want to be anyone but me. Now for the truth. I would like to be Cleopatra on one of her good days. You know, a peel me a grape and bathe me in milk sort of day. She seemed like a gal that was in tune with her sensual side.
(It would be great if you could - and if so I would be Anthony, of course LOL - forget Clooney and Co!)
You have been given a wonderful talent from above. This causes you to make your mark on humanity and be world famous. In which area would prefer: a best selling novelist, a brilliant artist, a gifted musician, a fantastic singer, a charismatic leader, anything you choose, and why?
I excel at all of these anyway. Well, maybe not so much the singing. Not my strong suite. And come to think of it I’m not so hot at drawing either. Musician? Nah! Writing? So, so! But, tell you what, I am a charismatic leader!
(And I can believe that!)
Any flavour and any of the guys from my movie!- including Eddie, of course!
(Just thought I'd add Eddie again LOL)
Chocolate and any of the guys from my movie! Especially Eddie
What do you mean “if I were”, I am!
When I was 16 I used to commute to the City of London by train. Those were the days of stockings and suspender belts (now don’t get hot under the collar Eddie!). As I walked along Waterloo station I suddenly felt my suspender belt snap and to my horror with each step I took the offending belt and accompanying knickers and stockings slid slowly down my legs until they were finally dangling around my ankles. I had no alternative but to step out of my shoes, bend down, gather up the paraphernalia and stuff it all into my handbag. Now, trust me, at the tender age of 16 embarrassing moments don’t come more embarrassing that that.
(This must have been very embarassing for you.
It's a great shame suspender belts and stockings have gone out of vogue - they caused us menfolk to get hot under the collar much more frequently - young bucks of today don't know what they're missing! LOL)
That one gave me a sleepless night Eddie but after the initial shock I would think that, as it's a "done job", I'd cut my hair and buy new clothes.
(Golly, I admire the way you accepted this situation as final! LOL. You must be highly adaptable.)
Oh yes, I wish but I’ll be very, very easy on you. Are you still in touch with the originator of The Sunday Roast, David McMahon? If you are please give him my kind regards.
Finally Eddie, thank you so much for inviting me to lunch, it was great fun.
Oh dear I must scramble for cover! Obviously she's after me with a rolling pin brandished aloft! Wasn't the race fun though? Must have another one day to include some new bloggy pals as well as seasoned runners like you . . . and, Ann my love, you will be given a head start next time, I promise along with Mernopausal Old Bag (soon to be featured on the roast) and Grumpy Old Ken (already roasted).
in a weekly series of interviews with bloggers from around the world
Finally, if anyone wouldlike to see the solution to my sticky maths problem it is posted on my blog, Socrates' Soliloquies LOL See HERE