I love meeting people, whether in real life, online, or even one because of the other, and this week has been full of such fortuitous encounters.
Earlier in the week Lanthie over at Life Cherries introduced me to Matt Harvath from Ramblings of a Semi-Mad Man, and within the space of a few hours he’d invited me to contribute a post to his blog.
Well obviously I was very flattered to be asked, and my efforts to live up to whatever reputation got me the invite in the first place will appear on his blog and my new page, The guest list… soon.
Then on Thursday I spotted a photo of a familiar local beach scene on my Facebook newsfeed, tagged by the brother of an old work mate of mine who I’d “met” on Fb last year and then met up with for real sometime later.
He was in Devon visiting family and did I fancy a few drinks to accompany a thrashing at pool?
Well I couldn’t really turn that down so on Friday I spent an all-too-rare night out at my friendly local. And as it turned out, after only three or four fairly evenly matched games, we teamed up to get thrashed a few times (mainly my fault, I admit) at doubles by a couple of local pool sharks.
All of which was very enjoyable, and also gave me the opportunity to wear my custom made Diary of an Internet Nobody t-shirt, any enquires about which I was of course only too happy to answer, at great length (accompanied by the handing out of purpose made labels, printed with the blog details, that I just happened to have in my pocket) because you can never have enough publicity.
And if that wasn’t enough, I got another chance to shamelessly promote myself today when Elaine and I went to a very civilised party to celebrate (it turned out) the birthday of our hostess, the talented artist and jewellery maker, Moyra, who was happy to accept the attendance of we, the party goers as gifts in and of ourselves and had therfore neglected to inform us of the occasion we were celebrating.
The food, Spanish themed and delicious, had me wandering back and forth for several helpings (ostensibly perusing the paintings, photographs and other eclectic pieces of art on almost every available surface, I’d cruise past the tomato bread and scoop up a healthy dollop of chilli and garlic enfused olive oil as I went)
The talk ranged from a discussion with a well-travelled language professor on the relative merits of a bilingual upbringing, to a recent television dramatisation of the lives of pre-rapheelite painters and whether or not they were fairly portrayed, to a brand new musical, being staged for the first time in Barnstaple this September.
Oh, and I might have mentioned the blog a couple of times, you know, just throwaway comments.
And of course, being an arty sort of party, Jenny, creator of the contemporary musical, 99% Proof, was there to tell us all about it and it sounds like an intriguing project which I shall certainly go and see with Elaine, and I will report back in due course.
I may even have secured some behind the scenes access too, so watch this space.
All in all a rather pleasant weekend so far.
Now if only I could think of a way of getting out of that gardening she wants me to do tomorrow…