Me! A bun can dance is going to send me some freebies as part of her letter writing giveaway. I never, nay never win anything when such things. I admit I've had a little success in the GS show but I don't have any luck, just perserverance and dogged determination.
I've also signed up for a letter writing challenge/project with ABCD (aaahhhh!) and am looking forward to getting to know my partnered blogger File under Misc.
I love the idea of reclaiming letter writing as it's something I simply don't do anymore. Postal strike notwithstanding, I am looking forward to exchanging paper and ink with someone far far away in Texas. I am sure we will find lots in common as, I suppose, Wiltshire could be considered the wild west of England. We're more hills and henges than big skies and plains but in these modern times, parts of Wiltshire are pretty remote. We drove through Texas on our travels all those moons ago. I think we visited Houston and I remember we saw a Georgia O'Keefe exhibition and a fuschia show in one of the parks there. I'll have to dig out my diary and see what else we did.
S organised a school/family ramble yesterday which was very enjoyable and beautifully warm and sunny. I caught up on the sleep I keep losing in my early morning rises (very boring, won't go into details) and then we had a night of 'strictly'. I'm not sure I can sustain interest in this year's strictly. I can't be alone in thinking that the celebrities taking part aren't that, well, celebrated. I've also come to the conclusion that there is something slightly melancholy about knowing that if I watch it all until Christmas, that's 12 Saturday nights, watching people wearing sparklier clothes than I am, dancing their socks off. Part of me would rather be doing the dancing.....