Annual Bloggers Bash Awards – My Take -And If You’re Brave Enough…Some Singing At The End!!!

It is less than a week to go, and I am so excited, I just can’t explain myself… heck, I can’t contain myself! I am driving my family nuts as they can’t understand why I am so excited to meet a bunch of strangers, as they see it, but I don’t think that, I think more that we are a blogily and each and every one of you that I interact with are special people!

I will be meeting people, not just bloggers. People who have become part of my daily life, and some who have become so close to me that  I couldn’t even imagine them not being there now. There are many who can’t be there for various reasons, but hey, lets be positive… there is always next year!

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Many thanks to Sacha Black and her team for organising such an amazing event! The Official page for the awards is here.

Ali Isaac, another organiser has the agenda and the Who’s Who on this post.

The Lovely Geoffles has given us amazing directions – if you think you will get lost, click here. He has even organised special tee-shirts for those who wanted one, check em out here!

The last (but not least!) member of the committee is Hugh, who is listed as Chief Entertainer! I know he has had much more to do with the organisation, but on the day he will be capturing the event with his camera! Check his blog out here.

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To cast your votes for all categories, (including a sneaky one for my blog) click here.

Voting is open until Thursday 9th June at 12pm.

 

There is a Facebook Group you can join where all the winners will be announced on the day if you can’t be with us, click here to check it out!

 

To end this little ramble, I have tweaked the lyrics to We Are Family by Sister Sledge – now titled We Are Blogily!

You need to click on the youTube link and then sing along with the new words!

Hugh, an idea… maybe we can all sing it at the awards and you can film it! We have a bunch of good singers coming too!

We are blogily
I got all my bloggers with me
We are blogily
Sit up ev’rybody and type
We are blogily
I got all my bloggers with me
We are blogily
Sit up ev’rybody and type
Ev’ryone can see we’re together
As we walk on by
(Hey) and we write just like bards with a feather
I won’t tell no lie
(ALL!) all of the people around us they say
Can they be that close
Just let me state for the record
We’re blogging posts in a blogily dose
We are blogily
I got all my bloggers with me
We are blogily
Sit up ev’rybody and type
We are blogily
I got all my bloggers with me
We are blogily
Sit up ev’rybody and type!
Living life is fun and we’ve just begun
To get our share of the world’s delights
(HIGH!) high hopes we have for literature
And the books we write
(WE!) no we don’t get depressed
‘Cause here’s what we call our golden rule
Have faith in you and the things you do
You won’t go wrong
This is our blogily Jewel
We are blogily
I got all my bloggers with me
We are blogily
Sit up ev’rybody and type
We are blogily
I got all my bloggers with me
We are blogily
Sit up ev’rybody and type
We are blogily
We are blogily
We are blogily
We are blogily
We are blogily

 

Sing it with me! We Are Blogily!!!!!

I haz been interviewed!

Pop over to Al’s Blog, where he asked me a Dirty Dozen questions…Rein your minds in folks!

Click ME to see the interview!

Spidey’s Serene Sundays – Part 68

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Remembering a legend today.

RIP Muhammad Ali

Float like a butterfly, sting like a bee.
He who is not courageous enough to take risks will accomplish nothing in life.
The man who views the world at 50 the same as he did at 20 has wasted 30 years of his life.
Service to others is the rent you pay for your room here on earth.
I am the greatest, I said that even before I knew I was.
I know where I’m going and I know the truth, and I don’t have to be what you want me to be. I’m free to be what I want.
The man who has no imagination has no wings.
It isn’t the mountains ahead to climb that wear you out; it’s the pebble in your shoe.
Silence is golden when you can’t think of a good answer.
It’s just a job. Grass grows, birds fly, waves pound the sand. I beat people up.

So many words of wisdom from a true legend, a man who changed the world of sport, and left an indelible mark on the world.

Watching all these interviews that are airing now, you feel the personality emanating from him.  He was amazing.

RIP to a true legend. your legacy lives on…

Thursday photo prompt – Isolated… #writephoto

Sue gave us another great photo prompt this week!

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Alongside the word Isolated, we have this photo to work with…

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A dark silhouette of a building came into view.
“Perfect setting, isn’t it?”
Peter, looked over at Mandy, who was bouncing excitedly in the passenger seat.
“You know how I love a good Whodunnit Weekend, and I think they have surpassed themselves with the venue this time!”
I looked over at the view and had to agree. It wasn’t really my cup of tea, but I had wanted to impress her, and her mates told me that this was what she was into.
The building looked so… creepy. I was tempted to back out, but I couldn’t look like a wimp in front of her!
On the other side of the lane was a grim looking black forest… Oh, this gets better and better…
The saving grace was the view… That sunset. I was glad I had packed my camera. If nothing else, at least I could get some good shots for my portfolio.
Oh and the fact that if she was suitably impressed, I might get lucky!
With that thought, I pressed down on the accelerator.

TJ’s Household Haiku – Iron

Saturday is TJ’s Household Haiku Challenge – and the prompt word is IRON.

Image from Google – Shuttestock

I thought of the irons and ironing in India when I have been to visit. There are obviously irons on India, and most households will have one, but there is this luxury that us in the western world would appreciate greatly!

Even though I love ironing, (really!) when the heat is hitting 40 degrees C, there is definitely a chance that I won’t want to stand there pressing clothes!

So this is when you phone the dhobi wala, or press wala.  Basically the laundry, or ironing man.

He comes to your house with a bike that has a huge wooden table attached to the back of it, and a heavy coal fuelled iron, like the one in the image above, then he stand in your veranda and irons all your clothes for under £2-3!

Or if it is too hot,or you aren’t in a hurry, he takes your basket of clothes, and delivers them back to you later, fully ironed!

And they are ironed to perfection! You just have to be careful to explain if you have high fashion clothes that require creases in the places they are, or if you have jeans that want NO creases, because once that heavy iron hits your clothes, there is no going back crease-wise!!

So, onto my haiku (tanka) for today…

Therapy for me
A pile of un-ironed clothes
And a hot iron
Watching creases disappear
Satisfied – my job is done!

Ritu 2016

Happy ironing folks!

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