If you glance over to the menu board at the side of the Daily Blog, just underneath you will find a counter which
tells you (and anyone else remotely interested) that my website has just clocked up a Magic Million hits. I can’t tell you how thrilled I am. Although, obviously, I am just about to try.
When I started out on this website adventure, just after retiring in June 2012, I used to get mega-excited at every milestone. Five thousand hits - fantastic! A hundred thousand - well, who’d have thought it? Half a
million - really!? Now, at the million mark, my main problem is that the next milestone seems such a very long way away…
Lots of people, remarking in particular
on the Daily Blog, tell me they can’t believe I have so much spare time on my hands that I can ramble on, randomly, about Nothing in Particular on an almost daily basis. I try to explain that the Daily Blog is no more than my diary, except that it’s
an on-line version of course. It’s not a finished or polished piece of writing that I have slaved over for hours - it’s merely a slice of my life, served up just as it comes. Like apple pie and custard, perhaps. You can tell, can’t you that
I am one who is Always Thinking About Her Stomach?
In order to serve up my equivalent of apple pie and custard day after day, I do have to make use of any spare
time I have to engage in activities which may (or may not) be of interest to my readers. To avoid boredom setting in, I need to introduce new projects from time to time, some of which may become fixtures in my life ( and, consequently, on the Daily Blog.)
It hardly matters if I turn out to be hopeless at whatever I try; arguably this makes for a better story. I try to be honest about my triumphs and failures because there is no point in an untruthful diary, now is there? I mean, who would I be kidding?
When I can’t think of anywhere to go, anything to do or any exciting pursuit to write about, then I hand the Blog over to my youngest grandson, Faris the Rascal, and
the Blog kind of just writes itself. It’s a bit like those famous composers who sit down at a piano, say, and find their fingers caressing the keys as wonderful music emerges apparently from nowhere. I am worried, though, that now The Rascal is five
years old, I may have to stop using him in this way, drawing on his Opinions of which, as regular readers know, he has A Great Many.
My family finds the
Blog an excellent way of making sure all is well in my world without having to keep checking up on me. Friends often cut me off in mid-flow, as I embark on an account of some interesting event - “Oh, I read all about it on the Blog,” they say,
moving swiftly on to something far more interesting.
It’s important, I feel, to write about life as it is, not as I might like to portray it. As my poor
Mr B’s health started to deteriorate a few years back, I made sure to ask him if he minded me mentioning our trials and challenges. He knows me well enough to trust me with his story. Which is, after all, my story too.
I could possibly make lots of money if my Daily Blog was more controversial, scattered a few swear words in every paragraph, and was generally a little nearer the knuckle. But then it wouldn’t
be the Daily Blog, would it? It doesn’t fit easily, either, into any specific age or interest group - but I’m proud of the fact that the Daily Blog is read by people in their teens and in their nineties, and presumably all the ages in between.
I will never be famous but then I only ever set out to write for my own enjoyment, while hoping perhaps some people, somewhere, somehow, might find it amusing / entertaining / mildly irritating (please delete as appropriate.) We are regularly exhorted, aren’t
we, to dance as if no one is watching, to sing as if no one is listening? I write as if no one is reading. It’s exhilaratingly liberating.
Except to say
that rather suggests I don’t care about the number of people who have visited my website, taken a trip to the library to borrow a book I have reviewed, laughed over my random ramblings - or drivel as one friend memorably called it (adding, I’m
relieved to report, that it was most enjoyable drivel nevertheless.) In fact I care very much indeed.
A Million Thank Yous to every reader. You have made me a
Very Happy Blogger today. I hope you will long continue to read and enjoy the Random Ramblings of this Jolly Girl.