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I have secretly been coveting one of these pink badges for some time; I have felt like I did at primary school when everyone had superballs and I had to wait until the weekend for mum to get me one. A week is a long time when you're seven.
Now, however, I am replete: the lovely Keir Royale, with whom I share a background in broadcasting and an appreciation of David Bowie, has made me very happy by bestowing a Rockin' Blogger award upon me.
I am passing the honour on to Rilly Super and Gill - because they both give me the giggles.
Have you all got your gladrags on? Well I'll begin ...As promised, I am dishing out the Thoggers to those that asked for them (and some who didn't). In the order in which they were requested ...- The Grocer at Famous forAll Kinds of Wickedness.
- Boulmer Brider at Boulmer Birder.
- Chippy at Chipen Dale's Diary (a multi-Thogger winning blog).
- Mopsa at Ramblings.
- Brom at the Windsor Castle Hot Air Balloon Festival.
- Eurodog at Eurodog Training.
You may have noticed there are six, rather than five Thoggers there. Well, this is my blog and I am the totalitarian ruler of it, so I can do what I want. Therefore I am also issuing an honorary Thogger to the Welsh Anon, because he actually writes more on here than I do...So - you now have to copy the Thogger piccie and then nominate your own five thinking bloggers. Them's the rules...
I have never before won an award for my writing. There were only two prizes for English in my school the year I sat my A-levels; three of us achieved grade A. I have a memory like the proverbial elephant and I am still bitter about the snub (don’t think I’ve forgotten, you, either Johnny Morris for failing to pick out my picture in that ‘Fabulous Animals’ competition on the telly) …
Therefore, it is with great excitement that I wriggle into my ballgown, returned from my good friend Rilly at Strife in the North, and don my elbow length gloves (to cover the ingrained mud I cannot remove from under my fingernails at this time of year) to accept my Thogger from Chippy at Chipen Dale’s Diary.
I’d never heard of a Thogger until yesterday, but just like peer-voted awards are considered better than the Brits, I am honoured to be a recipient. However, being a curious creature I thought I’d try to find out what exactly I was being awarded. It seems the Thogger concept is a ‘meme’ – I had to look that one up as well – started by a blogger who wants everyone so honoured to link back to his blog via the award picture. One blogger I read was a bit sniffy and likened it to a chain letter, but I am not so mealy-mouthed and ungrateful. However, the originator’s ploy has been scuppered – the piccie I have doesn’t link anywhere.
I now have to award five Thoggers to bloggers who make me think. As I am still a very novice blogger and am living in a very incestuous bit of the blogosphere (Chip who chose me, as well as fellow recipients Rilly and the lovely Arthur Clewley’s Diary are on my sidebar), I am in rather a quandary as to whom to pick.
So – the first five bloggers to give me a good reason why they should also be recognised can have one. Any takers?
I have secretly been coveting one of these pink badges for some time; I have felt like I did at primary school when everyone had superballs and I had to wait until the weekend for mum to get me one. A week is a long time when you're seven.
