"Good friends - good books and a sleepy conscience: this is the ideal life." - Mark Twain, "If you obey all the rules you miss all the fun." Katharine Hepburn, “Oh come forth into the storm and rout And be my love in the rain.” - Robert Frost, “The scholar does not consider gold and jade to be precious treasures but loyalty and good faith.” -Confucius, If I should call you up- invest a dime, In the silence of your room In the darkness of your dreams - I'll go anywhere with you Just wrap me up in chains, Let your mind let go at the county ball You wear your shackle low
Esme and the Cloud are now back in residence, floating once again in the blogosphere.
Thank you for hanging around, those who are still here, (some have departed, and in the last few of weeks I have been losing and gaining a follower (not the same one) every couple of days, so there have remained as many as there were before leaving, it’s just that they aren’t all who they were.)
Clear as mud!
And . . . The President and Founder is back! I am highly pleased by this occurrence. smiles broadly
To the others who have strayed rather than stayed- esme wishes them luck, blows a very large raspberry their way, and gives not one fig – for one should only ever stay with a blog because one (or two, maybe thirty odd, I can’t add up very well) loves the content, and ideally the author too. – nods
Chances are I shall lose even more folks now because circumstance has left esme with no choice but to be extra frugal with her time – in as much as – (this bit has gone!) and she’s writing and hand-illustrating (prints and pen and ink) a small book of poems and short stories – the proof reading alone is ageing her by the day (laughs and waves at her proof-reader/editor/miracle-worker who waves back weakly and looks like he lives in hell the poor sod).
The upshot? I shall post as often as I can, for I do love being here, with my fellow bedlamites (points at you), upon the Cloud – but there is no way in heaven/Dante’s Inferno/Aldi/The Pound Shop that I can keep up with all your lovely blogs all the time. Some of you post every day, some several times a week, some every leap year (or so it seems – (Uses a pea shooter to wake them up with a bullseye in the right buttock) so I’ll be doing a ‘catch-up’ at the end of each week and will try my utmost best to comment at least that often upon your digital papyrus.
Esme is aware that this will not do for some, as they feel they should get back as much as they give and she does understand that and asks that if this means they won’t be staying, that they shut the door on the way out, leave their Cloud cape and Monocle of power with her butler (Hariod) and bugger off.