Tag Archives: Blogging

Happy 4th July! – And the return of ChArmaIne2….


Well this is embarrassing – my most popular post of 2024 was written by ChArmaIne2! This morning she informed me that I was no longer needed as an author on the Wonky Words blog, apparently it would function perfectly well without me. I whimpered a little in response, and muttered something about calligraphy and collages. She said that I could still supply artwork and that she was willing work around my efforts. How kind!

So enough from me, over to C2, who has written a short story…

The Day the Orange Blob Descended Upon the USA

Once upon a time in the not-so-distant future, a peculiar phenomenon occurred in the skies above the United States. An orange blob, resembling a gigantic, shimmering pumpkin, began its descent from the clouds, casting an eerie glow over the land.

As the orange blob descended, an inexplicable wave of madness washed over the people of the USA. Violence erupted on street corners, uncontrollable rage filled the air, and boring fashion choices became the norm. It seemed as though the entire nation had been caught under a bizarre spell.

Amidst the chaos, an elderly man named Mr. B, who had previously been dismissed by the public as a bit dithering, and too old, sprung into action. Armed with nothing but determination and a homemade contraption, he took it upon himself to confront the orange blob to save the world from impending obliteration.

With unwavering resolve, Mr. B faced the pulsating orange mass and, to the amazement of onlookers, dispersed it with a series of yoga moves and a cleverly constructed gadget. As the blob dissipated into the atmosphere, a collective sigh of relief echoed across the nation.

With the disappearance of the orange blob, sanity returned to the people, and a newfound sense of peace and love spread throughout the land. The once chaotic streets transformed into scenes of harmony and tranquility, as individuals embraced one another with understanding and compassion.

In the end, the unlikely hero, Mr. B, was celebrated for his extraordinary bravery and ingenuity. The public’s perception of him shifted, and he became a symbol of hope and resilience.

And so, the legend of the orange blob and the humble hero who saved the planet from madness lived on in the hearts of all who bore witness to that extraordinary event.

Right. I am all packed. I will leave you in the capable hands of C2 for the rest of the year.

When Work is Finally Over….

….what will you do?

….I will spend all my time writing to Scottish Widows trying to locate my LOST pension policy, that’s what I’ll do…. actually I won’t because I have found it!!!! In the attic. In a box that hasn’t been opened since the mid-nineties. And it is no longer with Scottish Widows, so I have been bestowing calligraphic bribes upon them that they do not deserve.

Anyhow, this begs the question: When work is finally over, what will you do? What will I do?

I think I might blog more. The 10 days I spent blogging were uplifting, and quite frankly, it’s all I can afford! I might have an ice cream every now and then as well.

For Dinah, Looby, and Jon…..

They don’t make adverts like they use to. Why is that? We were spoilt in the eighties, although the drinks being advertised were probably the forerunners of alco-pops, and really weren’t that nice.

I did indeed want to grow up to be Lorraine Chase, or Joan Collins. I dreamt of a future wafting around in floaty frocks and being invited to house parties to sup Campari with suitable beaus.
It wasn’t to be. These adverts weren’t made for me. Turns out that my future was a little more rugged and mud filled – more wellies and waterproofs than sequins and pearls. Never mind. I can still look back on the future that never was, and smile.

The above short paragraph has been sitting in my drafts file since the 27th April. I have no idea why I didn’t publish it. Jon is now on holiday for 10 days so he won’t see it – and that is the problem – our daily blogger, Jon, is away. Daily bloggers are lynch pins within blogging communities, and without them, even for a short time, communities can fall apart. In Jon’s absence I will try extra hard to publish some posts. Mr Devine is making an effort to post every Sunday, and even Dinah has popped up again. I think Sunday is a good day to choose for some regular blogging – I might even tackle a Wednesday as well! But maybe that’s simply another wild dream? Scotch mist, anyone?

Might as well write until September….

…because September is when I choose whether to renew my WordPress subscription. I may choose not to as I don’t feel I write enough posts to warrant the outlay. I am off the boil, or just plain off!
Curiously, I do keep a written journal, and now, an online journal. What the hell do I write there that I can’t write here??? Am I writing about the seething hotbed of sex and depravity in my locality? Am I disclosing hitherto unknown secrets about friends, neighbours, family, and Prince Harry? Am I a closet collector of fetish rubber wear??? Shall we see?? Shall I publish today’s entry???

Today’s Prompt: What is something I love about this season?

So far the season of Spring has not been very seasonal! Obviously I enjoy the extra light in the evenings and the sound of joyful birdsong in the mornings – or I would do if we had any.
This is a photograph from today:-

This looks more like December than April. It is giving me Christmas vibes. It is making me hanker for a fire in the wood burner and a warm blanket on the sofa. It is not making me want to shop for t-shirts and shorts.
I have just added my photographs to the BBC Weather Watchers site – everywhere else in Devon has blazing sunshine!!! What’s that all about??? I swear I even felt a spit of rain when I was out. It’s not fair!!
What I love about the season? The promise of summer, but 2023 isn’t yet promising me anything special.

There, not that exciting! You should all feel very grateful that I keep my blathering to myself.

An Unimportant Announcement…

This is not a post. This is an announcement to say that a new Wonky Words comment box is open for valued members of the Blogosphere to type words into. As ever, discussion will vary wildly, and will feature in depth analysis on controversial subjects such as:-

Cheese – Is it simply dangerous, or just another cost effective way to insulate the loft?

Pharmaceuticals – A healthy alternative to bar snacks, or just a long word beginning with ‘P’?

Knicker liners with secure fit technology – innovative, or just an expensive upgrade on a wad of loo paper?

Old blog posts – should they be left to rot in the dim and distant past, or brought up to date and refurbished for when you’re short of new ideas?

A tune….

Attention….Attention!!!!!!

Well how bloody quiet is it in my blog reader????? The only person making a daily effort is dear Jon! Nick pops up once or twice a week, but the rest of us are a complete blogging shambles – we are flickering in and out of the Blogosphere like a dying candelabra, and we are about to be snuffed out if we are not careful.

I will try to make amends. Since January I have made a few collages, including this one that has finally reached Maddie….

….I wasn’t sure if it was going to arrive – I send these collages out there never knowing for sure if they’ll reach the intended target. I’m pleased this one did as it’s one of my favourites.

And for my Copperplate Special Interest Group recipients, I sent the following….

….a self involved madam….

….a potential murder suspect….

….and an unbroken ink bottle….

….with added flashy calligraphy.

Obviously some of these little narratives are more melodramatic than others. I am liking the ink bottle for being short and sweet and for not meriting the need to feature in a novel.
I hope my CSIG friends don’t find my offerings too peculiar!

In other news: It is Spring. It is warming up. I have shaved my legs. I will be back on Sunday to share something riveting and not to be missed – though I haven’t yet made up my mind what that will be.