The Welsh borders appear to be particularly fertile soil for growing the imaginative blogger. We did however, allow one member from Belgium to join our happy crowd, after we had verified her credentials.
Apart from the one exception from further afield, ten of us living within a radius of about 60 miles, met at a cosy and pleasant pub in a small village for lunch. Although not one of us had met more than one or two of the others before, the only quiet time was when we were all tucking into a plentiful meal. (After all, we all have our priorities right!) The rest of the time the talk around the round table was buzzing, within minutes gales of laughter erupted; we felt we already knew each other intimately. Perhaps we reveal more about ourselves in our blogs, what kind of person we are, than we plan or is immediately obvious.
After the meal we climbed up into the kingdom of Trelystan where we braved the sunny but very cold day to visit the hidden gem of Trelystan Church in its snowdrop carpeted churchyard, taking innumerable photos of the spectacular views all around. Inside we found a wonderful stained glass window and, strangely, a barrel organ. Nobody was brave enough to turn the handle with enough determination to elicit a sound.
Every time I am asked to meet other
bloggers I feel slightly uncomfortable about the prospect.
This has been my third such meeting and I have to admit that my apprehension has so far not been justified by the subsequent get-together.
More bloggers meetings? Bring 'em on.