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Thursday, 11 February 2010
Blogs, blogging, and bloggers.
I'm a a novice when it comes to computers; always discovering something new (usually things that others have been aware of since birth).
I've recently noticed, in the taskbar above my blog page, the words 'Blog suivant'. Usually I don't like to click on things that sound as if they could wipe my laptop clean, but I threw caution to the winds and clicked away.
There is a strange world out there, of which I was totally unaware. Continuous clicking on 'Blog suivant' led me into the homes of private happy families, tales of extreme tragedy, bizarre religious beliefs, and, most of all, into the lives of young mothers and their babies.
Happy, joyous looking, blogs with underlying insecurity, arrive like London busses. The absence of the extended family means that young women are secretly turning to their laptops in droves, in order to hear confirmation from cyber-friends that they are doing a wonderful job.
The scenario is often the same. A highly decorated page, an eclectic profile, various pictures of marshmallow babies, a few saccarin words of coo-ing, then (wait for it) hundreds of 'comments' from invisible cyber-mums (moms) all coo-ing in echo.
So, now I need to justify my own activities. A few years back I tried to find a publisher for a book about France. Not having a 40DD chest, or having been some overnight success 'Celeb', I naturally failed in my quest. I think it was my youngest son who first mentioned the word 'Blog', and the rest, as they say, is anonymity.
The difference between an optimist and a pessimist, is that the optimist enjoys himself whilst waiting for the inevitable! I AM that optimist!
This is a daily, optimistic, 'photos and comments' blog. I make no judgements (only occasionally), just notes. If you wish to comment in any way at all, please feel free. Everything and everyone (except the obdurate and dictatorial) is very welcome.
I was born just south of London, but for the past 50 years I've lived in S W France. I am a painter by profession, and writer by desire. Lady Magnon and I live between an ancient cottage in a tiny village in perfectly tranquil French countryside, and a bijou townhouse in Brighton UK. In France we have plenty of fruit trees, all situated amongst a view that takes the breath away, in the UK we have a handkerchief sized patio. We also have a Border Collie called Billy. I try to treat our planet with respect, and encourage others to do likewise (without preaching).
Contentment is a glass of red, a plate of charcuterie, and a slice of good country bread. Perfect!