More lovely bloggers.
Actually Mike is the blogger
but they are very much a couple (married 50 years) and that’s how I think of them. First I ’met’ their daughter Nea
who lives in Sweden
.
I thought there was little chance of actually meeting them as they live the other side of the country so
I was delighted to hear they were contemplating a visit to the SW and hoped to see
me – actually invited me out to lunch.
We fixed a date and then I went to stay with my Wiltshire
family when everything went out of my head except the date. I had forgotten that I had given Ann my
address so was expecting to hear from them to give directions. By Saturday I thought I had better give them
a ring. No answer. It is a difficult journey and I felt a little
worried – a weakness of mine. I just
hoped I hadn’t made a ghastly mistake and thought that they had perhaps changed
their plans.
Monday morning Nea commented that she would be thinking of
us so I thanked Heaven I had put some make- up on and was only 5 minutes away
from fit for purpose. Then I got a phone
call from Ann – they were at the bottom of the lane and by 12 noon we were
united. After a cup of coffee and a
natter they were like old friends.
We wandered down the lane to the Bistro – sadly the owner
Kim wasn’t there but the lunch was good – comfort food Mike called it and for
the first time ever I had a threesome with the pudding. Our waitress, who was somewhat impassive, didn’t
turn a hair. Time flew – they are delightful
company and such a shame they don’t live closer. After a last cuppa we said goodbye. Unusually for me I was so absorbed I didn’t
take my camera. These last few days we
have had ultra pleasant weather –altogether one can’t grumble.
Like the gentleman he is Mike apologised profusely for not
phoning again but it really was my forgetting what we had arranged. Mea Culpa
33 comments:
how delightful that y'all got to meet! xoxoxo
How lovely! I would love to visit you, too, but alas it's not possible. :-( x
I've yet to meet a fellow blogger in the flesh!
Pearl
I know how nice it can be to meet fellow bloggers. I am happy for you that you got to meet and enjoy a meal.
Savannah: yes I feel uplifted. xoxoxox
John: you never know. Never say never.
Pearl: I can't believe it. Get over here right now!
Judy: and sucks those who decry bloggers. Yes?
I imagine you are probably at the top of every blogger's "must meet" list :)
Glad you all found each other.
All I had for lunch was pudding!
It was pancakes today! Pancakes and strawberry jam!
xox
I've never met another blogger, either, but I love hearing about PI's experiences with people I've 'met' through her blog!
I've met a few too, always fun! (hic!) :¬)
xxx
Kim: you mean - catch the old girl before she kicks the bucket?
Nea: I'm jolly glad I got your comment. At least I was more or less ready. I hope the pancakes were the best kind.
Rosneath: that's surprising but you do have many friends.
Maurcheen: You are fortunate having himself as a friend. He's missing again:)
Pat, I think everybody enjoys meeting you, and they come away talking about your charm, grace, style. They confirm what we see here.
Mike and Ann sound like a lovely couple, I pick up that from their comments here.
So happy you met up with them...There is something Sooo very special about meeting Bloggers "In Person" that is hard to explain to Non-Bloggers---a special Bond from reading each others blogs om a regular basis---I've experienced it now 6 or 7 times and it is always a true treasure of a time!
GG: you can see more about them on Mike's blog. Mike is also an antiquarian horologist.
Ann is the sort of person you would like as a friend.
Naomi: that's it exactly:)
Oh that is a really lovely meeting up. I love how you write about it, really engaging, about popping down the lane and the pub lunches, I do miss those. I have yet to meet up IRL with a bloggy person and look forward to it.
ALW: maybe next time you're over here.
Like a bad penny he'll be back under our feet before we know it! :¬)
xxx
Maurcheen: good:)
Oh pooh about no camera. Lovely food and fellowship among friends.
Granny Annie: sometimes life takes over - if you see what I mean.
One day, Pat, we will have our meet! Maybe it will involve a threesome if we get hold of that Scottish lad.
Sx
Scarlet: you only have to say.
Two of us may be two much for himself:)
Nice bedspread and really nice friends. :)
Hi Pat. We've just got home. It was lovely meeting you - in the flesh so to speak. Meeting a fellow blogger is like meeting a character in a book you know well (Mr. Pickwick, say) and finding they are just like the person you've read about!!!! If the photoes I took come out alright, I'll put them up in my blog - so watch that space.
Warm regards, Mike and Ann.
Mike and Ann: the pleasure was mutual. I'm glad you are home safely - I know what a difficult journey it is.
Mr Pickwick eh? I think I'd prefer Jo March:)
Oh, alright then. How about one of the characters from Emma ?
Mike and Ann: as long as it isn't Emma. Wasn't she bit of a pain?
Yes, rather, although it turned out that she was capable of learning. I think it's my favourite Jane Austen novel. The village is full of characters you'd still meet in any village.
I must have nodded off in my chair after a rather large lunch I'm afraid. If you're making tea I'll gladly take a cup with you hen. And let's see the good china eh? Not one of those royal family mugs you save for your English visitors...
Chef: wouldn't you know I have just given the oldest, most fragile family tea service to our Norfolk daughter.
Would Shelley suffice?
Indeed, but only if you have the 'fruit' designs by F. Rhead and then trotted out the 'dainty' range from the deco period. One should never take tea with milk where fine bone china is concerned. Far too working class. But then, you being of fine stock already know the etiquette surrounding tiffin, cucumber triangles and of course cream teas.
Chef: my Shelley is pristine white and very delicate.
My Dad wore clogs so I guess I am half working class but my Irish grandmother had more class in her little finger than many a duchess.
So: I always take tea with milk and the delicacy of the china is why I put milk in first.
Cream teas are a bit pleb but I enjoy providing them for the sheer pleasure that ensues.
An Irish grandmother eh? That would explain your natural beauty, charm and wit. The definitive course of your bloodline can usually be exposed by the strength of your tea.
Having Irish parents myself dictates that I take my tea black and the spoon stands up in the mash of the pot.
Pristine white Shelley will be most appropriate, I shall bring homemade whisky cake and the talk will be of garden mulch, winter pansies, the climate in general and not forgetting the exchange of secret chicken stock recipes.
Please be sure and turn all pictures of the monarchy inwards before my arrival as I have a somewhat delicate nature.
Chef: there are a few Madonnas - Gran was R.C.
Love the sound of the home made whisky cake. I'll put the kettle on.
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