Snappy title, isn’t it? Add a little Yellow Swordfish and what have you got? A fun meeting with fellow bloggers over lunch at a local pub, that’s what!
I’ve only met one fellow blogger in person before – the lovely Kate, from iRamble, who very kindly came and visited me when I had my shoulder done – but I’ve got to know quite a few over the years. One of these blogging friends is Silverback of Retirement Rocks, who often pops up on IM when I’m using Facebook, and we’ve had some fun chats at odd times. Sometimes at very odd times, because I’m a night owl, and he spends half the year living the good life in Florida where he travels around by golf cart poking gentle fun at the locals. OH knew Silverback through his own blog ‘Yellow Swordfish‘ too, so when he suggested we could meet up in person before he goes back to Florida, I said yes, despite the risk that he might Not be What He Seemed.
Some of you will know that the very first person I met in person after talking with her online was fellow greyhound-owner and Johnny Depp fan, Tennesse Jenn. I took a bigger risk in meeting her, because she lives (yep) in Tennesee, whereas I live in England and I’d arranged to fly over and stay in a holiday rental with her. We had many semi-joking conversations about the possibility of her not being a ‘her’ at all, but an axe-murderer called Dave, but she wasn’t. TJ turned out to be exactly what I expected; a lovely, fun-loving Southern Belle with a most unladylike sense of humour (thank heavens), who only swooned over greyhounds and Johnny Depp. Interestingly, Ian made jokes about sharpening his axe ready to come and meet us, but he too turned out to be pretty much as I expected, only in his case, not a Southern Belle, but an Irishman transplanted to Leeds. Fun-loving he might be, but he appears to have no tendency towards chopping people into little pieces, or swooning, for that matter.
He brought Daphne with him, who writes My Dad’s A Communist and we all went out to lunch at the Rose Inn. And very nice it was too! We had a great time chatting over a very nice meal, and I for one was sorry when it was time for them to leave because Daphne had a deadline to meet, south of London. Silverback and Daphne are lovely people, and I hope we can all meet up again sometime in the not too distant future.
I’m adding this to the Friday Finding Beauty list, because to me it’s a very beautiful thing to find new friends, but also .. I mean, really. Take another look at the dessert up there. This is the Rose Inn’s rather idiosyncratic version of ‘cheesecake’. From the taste of it, it’s made with mascarpone cheese and cream, resting on a very well hidden layer of shortcake and strawberres. There is chocolate. There is an edible ‘spoon’ of homemade toffee! There are far, far too many calories for any sane person, and wow. It even tastes beautiful!
The feeling of self-righteousness when you manage not to eat the entire pot is pretty nice, too!