I’m a fan of alliteration. It’s impossibly appealing. Rolling the letters around your tongue, playing with words and seeing where they take you.
I came up with the title after a visit from a blogging buddy (you see I can’t escape the alliteration appeal – oops there’s goes another!).
It’s more than a title it’s an idea. I’ve met with a couple of bloggers – over cups of coffee or something stronger, it’s a joy to put a voice to the words I read, the photos shared and the stories told. Something special about meeting and getting to know the person behind the words; swapping stories, sharing places.
Karen, of Small House Big Garden who “digs the Vero Ranchero” is in the UK on an extended visit, based in London she’s discovering the city and the country. She’s literally packed up and pissed off for 6 months of exploration, travelling alone and living the life. We met in London and visited the Chelsea Physic Garden together. A few days later Karen came to visit me in Hastings. A fun packed chatty couple of days, including a “compulsory” trip to the allotment.
After Karen left I had a fascinating conversation with a friend who remarked on my spirit of generosity in inviting a relative stranger into my home and life. My response was a shoulder shrug of non-comprehension. For me blogging is just that. An invitation.
It’s not like some Air B&B business I’m offering here, I don’t want your money, nor am I running a boutique home stay hotel. I have a busy life including a working life. What I am doing is sharing. I’m happy to share my life – admittedly it revolves around drinking good coffee, but is also known to include books, music, gardens, allotments, food, art, my local pub, the beach, my friends, my home.
And it got me thinking – you know where I am so if you’re heading this way give me a shout, whether you’re a foodie, a gardener, a photographer, poet and writer we all have stories to share and enjoy – in person.