Thursday, August 02, 2007

the flattering prizes

I hadn’t planned on anything spontaneous happening in this family until at least the weekend however I was very surprised to receive a schmoozing award from Lady Macleod and I therefore interupt this interuption in service with an unscheduled entry. I think that Penny from And who cares also mentioned me in connection with this honour but like Tony Blair's congressional medal I neglected to collect it. Lady Macleod, for those not as adept at recognising the deeply hidden origins of surnames as I am (it's a gift, you know), is from that strange and mysterious land at the end of the M6 and by curious coincidence it was this week that my husband announced that he had booked a romantic weekend north of the Cumberland Gap for a few weeks time. ‘Glasgow is the city of love’, he assured me, ‘after all, where else has a kiss named after it?’ I have already been shopping for suitable outfits as I always like to blend in seamlessly, just like I do here in The North, and I think that going to Scotland to listen to an Ulsterman sing about the summertime in England will ensure we'll pass with flying colours any citizenship test that Gordon 'the brit' Brown may throw at us in future. Actually, I have a little bit of scottish in me, specifically my liver which will feel like it's going home in a few weeks. So, anyway, I think it’s the done thing to award some of these things myself so here goes. I should add, and I mean this most sincerly folks, that I appreciate everyone who reads and comments on this blog but for the purposes of this particular accolade, could the following please step forward and be terribly embarassed, thankyou;

JJ at life is all cobblers, keen member of the Northampton Town FC fan club branch of the lefty party and generally awfully decent sort of chap. This award is about people who have a community minded view of blogs and this is why she is in my list here, as well as having a nice blog too of course.

Beatrice, who does something on her blog which should really be extremely dull and which would, in many people's hands, be just that but she actually produces something really rather lovely and she pays attention to her commenters and she is also someone who says what she thinks, so she obviously has some Yorkshire in her, and I'd therefore better not fall out with her. I know she's already got one of these but that house she describes sounds enormous so I'm sure she can spread them around a bit

Linda at Got your hands full because she encourages the kind of thing that you're reading now by conducting and publishing in depth interviews with struggling young talented but unrecognised bloggers, and yet also people like me as well. I'm sure she's got about ten of these already but she's a journalist so I'll just tell her there's a free bar at the presentation ceremony.


James Higham, or whatever he's calling himself currently, because he seems to spend more time plugging other people's blogs than his own and he plugged this one recently as well. He's got one of these things too but I'm sure the black market where he is can turn this award into illicit vodka faster than you can say I wouldn't eat the sushi if I were you


Just about everyone else I can think off almost certainly has this already so I'm orf up the wooden hill to bedfordshire. I need my beauty sleep you know, oh god how I need it, sigh

20 comments:

lady macleod said...

...but you know, the Whiskey Trail is NORTH of Glasgow!and since it is Scotland you must bend to the West a bit, curve 'round, just over the hill, and you've got it.

J.J said...

Thank you Rilly for being totally Super.

rilly super said...

lady macleod, there's such a thing as north of Glasgow? **shivers**

JJ, gosh, thanks

Beatrice, I meant what I said, no code I assure you. Goodness knows I'm no literary critic but your stuff isn't dull at all, although many people attempting the same thing would undoubtedly make it so. Your stories are alive and evocative and I enjoy reading them, and all that occurs in your comments box too. Sorry if you thought I was being a touch back handed there.

I Beatrice said...

Kind Rilly! (Now that's something you don't hear every day isn't it?)

But I do have to thank you so much for taking the trouble to go over to my own page just to reassure me that you spoke not with forked tongue but with sincerity!

I had been going to try to email you to ask you to withdraw my earlier comment - my daughter having told me I was being paranoid about it, that you really were being nice to me, and that people would be afraid to comment at all if they found me so hyper-sensitive.... (Well, that's daughters for you!)

But you got in first, and so I now take this route to apologising instead.

To start again therefore: thank you very much indeed for being kind enough to offer me that award. I'm very much honoured - though not sure alas, that I'll be able to post it, or pass it on...

rilly super said...

beatrice, if folks are a little bit wary then I can't say as I blame them, sigh

I Beatrice said...

j.j. is right - you really are totally super!

rilly super said...

thanks beatrice, above comment removed by request of the poster

mutterings and meanderings said...

Ooh, the mystery of what the comment said!

You are an utter schmmmmoooooozer Rilly! Well deserved pet!

Anonymous said...

http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=FAH1Npclm8I

Rilly, truly you are a 'glittering prize'...

ziggi said...

So which tartan did you chose to blend seamlessly with?

Anonymous said...

No-one in Glasgow uses the expression 'Glasgow Kiss'. We stick the heid on people.

Your blog sounds just like the pretentious woman in The Catherine Tate Show.

vichchoobhai said...

Apropos of your comments on my blog, I agree with u that no one can be totally free from angst or the one who is free from angst can be really happy. As I said happiness is a state of mind. It changes like a kaleidoscope. Some find it in drugs, some in writing others in a bohemian lifestyle People like us are too busy earning our livelihood to be either happy or unhappy.

Yes, next time the happiness index people make their surveys I will request them to cover Scotland and in particular a lady called Rilly. You can have your say.

Happy friendship day !

Stay at home dad said...

Good practice for the weightier literary prizes, Rilly.

rilly super said...

M&M, you are too kind my dear

anonymous, lovely to see you, I hope the reference there to some chaps calling themselves 'simple minds' wasn't mischievous dear...

ziggi darling, I'm not sure of the name of it but if I stand against a shelf full of shortbread I become totally invisible

anonymous, lovely to have someone from glagow visit. I hope, thought, that in your reference to the lovely catherine tate (I'm afraid I've only seen her on doctor who, sigh) you're not comparing me with a mere parody dear, sigh

vichoobhai, thanks for visiting. I discovered you via out chum from 'and who cares'. I had to think a little about that phrase 'earning our livelihood' but when I asked my husband he said that was what he did, sigh

stay at home dad, one can only hope, sigh, that one day the orange prize judges will have a bit of a downshifting novels phase and then who knows...

The thinker said...

Am I paranoid? I always wonder what would need to be 'removed' by the blog's author'. I do hope if I ever step outta line I'd be told why my comment had been deleted. Paranoia? - yes I think I get it.

rilly super said...

thinker, it's OK, the person who left that comment asked for it to be deleted. Nothing gets deleted otherwise, I promise. I love to have people leave comments here...

Linda said...

Hey thanks so much Rilly, tyhat is veryy kynde ofyou. I would say more bi#t an a bit pissed. :)

Anonymous said...

No problem. Actually I'm a Londoner who lives in Glasgow. Maybe I should start a blog- or can I be arsed?

rilly super said...

linda, how are you dear? I'm concerned now because before you wrote that comment people would probably have thought I was just joking you know (some people still refuse to take me seriously, sigh)

anonymous, I think in august 'I can't be arsed' is the thought of many people who already have a blog,never mind thinking of starting one. If you're looking for titles though, how about 'strife in the North Lanarkshire'? Actually, rather looking forward to weekend in Glasgow as feel at home north of the border for some reason, although nervous in case we should bump into Muriel Gray because she's just scary...

Anonymous said...

Haha! I've seen Muriel Gray at my local sports centre. She is really appalling. I'll never forget her exruciatingly embarrassing interview with Fela Kuti on The Tube all those years ago.