Wednesday, January 13, 2010

Never Too Old to Feel Like 14 Again

I have to admit I am all aflutter.  After having had to desert the blog for many days due to a bizarre death in the family.....( my beloved computer expired leaving me with the choice of getting a new one and having to cope with a new Windows Op System or hiring a Dr. Frankenstein to bring the old one back to life by extreme measures......I opted for the 2nd option and have just spent about a week with the phone glued to my ear while my guru, who happens to be in Portugal, of all places, talks me through various procedures and black magic spells....but more about that in another blog) I was saying, I have not visited the blog for days and tonite, upon checking in before falling into bed,  I noticed with amazement and much shy, discombobulated pleasure  that I had acquired a new secret admirer in the person of someone called Wild Willie O' Orkney !  (pleasure shyly expressed by blushing, jumping up and down and shrieking things like, "Oh, goody !") Furthermore, after reading his bio and gobbling up his pithy comments re several of my blogs I found myself dangerously close to falling madly in love with him....a love affair that might just work being that we are separated by about 9000 miles or so (and an indecent number of years incidentally.....but that is the beauty of it......none of that has to matter as long as we are connected by a love of words and access to the internet).

Anyway, after several abortive attempts to go to his site and leave him a message of thanks and appreciation I decided that my only recourse would be to address this blog to him to let him know how welcome his presence and his comments are and to say I look forward eagerly to enlarging our cyber friendship.

So, welcome, Willie darling,  and thank you for stumbling somehow into my parlor.  (Don't be afraid........ I am quite harmless) I am rushing around  preparing to offer you a virtual cup of tea and a biscuit and hope you will make a habit of stopping by often.  Incidentally, I checked out the Toyboy blogsite and am enthralled with Wendy's writing, have signed on as a faithful follower and am enormously grateful to you for introducing me to this new delight. I am a bit puzzled by the absence of material on your own blogsite but I am sure you must have a good reason.  If you would care to elucidate I would love to hear it.....if not, that's OK too.  By the way, you are doubly welcome by being from the UK......I am a shameless anglophile and my best friend is an incredible woman in Devon who also has a wonderful way with words.   All in all, I look forward to hearing more from you in the future and hope I can continue to entertain you with my dithering and blathering.

Love, Lo


  1. Ooooo.What a lovely surprise - almost a whole chapter from the glorious, indefatigable Lo., just addressed to ME!Miles is nothing in cyberspace, hon., and I can almost feel your presence zooming in as tho' you're in command of the Tardis!(but don't 'appear' as 14 PLEASE - as I mentioned, I do prefer the more 'mature' woman!)Sorry you were unable to enter my domain - I must look up my Account and see if a gremlin has got into the machine.
    I cleared my previous ramblings (most of which took place during the summer, so were a bit 'dated')but were mainly about wild camping on some of our wilder islands with an equally wild Aussie woman.It's snow and ice time here at the moment so perhaps 'tis time to strike out to an even wilder domain - Shetland, where latter day Vikings have wild goings-on at this time of the year. Watch this space!
    As for Wendy...An amazing woman. Do try and catch up with her blogs - and of course, read about all her wild adventures!
    Are those cookies ready yet, Ma'am? My kettle is just about to boil down here...Williex

  2. Oh, bless you Wild have renergized my committment to blogging with your delightful comments. As for the cookies I careful what you wish for, dear boy.....I have found that I can send all sorts of goodies to my pal in Devon via the UK branch of if I only knew where Orkney is.....

    As they used to say in the good old days of radio....please keep those cards and letters coming.....

  3. Good to hear your magic pooter man has waved his wand over your machine with such wonderous results over cyberspace. Now all I need to learn is how to pour you a cup of tea online (ebay is cheating!)- and I'm ALWAYS careful what I wish for (textbook horny Capricorn), so YOU be careful too! Better get your Atlas out if you dinna ken where the Orkney islands are. (Hint - try top right-hand corner of the British Isles.)Magical place,steeped in pre-history and mythology.Sweet dreams,dear lady...

  4. I DID consult my atlas a few days ago and found Orkney....gads.....a little farther north and you would be off the page completely ....that apparently is what happened to the Shetland Islands......poor things, but at least now I have your location firmly fixed in my mind.....I am content are no longer in the dreaded state of limbo. Luv, Lo