RIP Blog (not quite), a Cicada (completely), but bringing Mr Bean alive.


Many bloggers suffer under the misapprehension that it will be noticed if there is an abrupt hiatus in their posting, and that people will rush around like headless chickens wondering where they have got to. The reality is that nobody is likely to notice for some time — if at all. Nevertheless, there is this compulsion to offer apologies and excuses …

Mine are simply that I have been unprecedentedly busy, with the Garden of the Year judging, and upcoming prizegiving in a week’s time for which I have yet to write my speech, various edits, researching my new textbook and composing music for it, plus trying to patch up things damaged in our breezy and drizzly weather (that is using the famous British understatement bit). I have accumulated oodles of post-worthy tales and pictures, but with no time to feature them they have become old news and will remain in obscurity.

Yet another vista from Royal Natal Yacht Club, which we are likely to visit even more frequently from now on. Our favorite place to eat out, with the best pizzas in the world, got wiped out so badly in the bad weather that the owners are unlikely to want to try to revive it.

This picture is of six-year-old J featuring in our local newspaper yet again. I don’t know how she does it. The paper serves a large area with many dozens of schools and such, and numerous things going on, and only has limited space for the social/school/sporting stuff, but she somehow sneaks in again and again, if not on her own then (as with this party) as part of a group. This must make her third or fourth time this year alone.

 

I was amazed at this picture by J of Rowan Atkinson (Mr Bean on television in a real-life and in an animated version). Simply by watching it on television, and unaided in any way, she came up with this caricature showing mole on cheek and all. That of ‘Teddy’ is also really good. I thought, when I saw it, that her elder sister had drawn it, and even then I was impressed.

I found her sitting bent right over in our courtyard and sobbing her little heart out a couple of days ago. When I went to give her a hug and ask what was wrong, she showed me a cicada she had rescued from one of the cats and now had cuddled in her hands. It had died, and she was heartbroken. What a little darling!

 

© November 2017 Colonialist

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Active septic geranium who plays with words writing fantasy novels and professionally editing, with notes writing classical music, and with riding a mountain bike, horses and dinghies.
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17 Responses to RIP Blog (not quite), a Cicada (completely), but bringing Mr Bean alive.

  1. gipsika says:

    Aww! What a sweetie, such a soft heart! Reminds me vividly of Meggi at the same age.
    She will be a celebrity soon, if she keeps it up with the newspapers.
    Love your photo of the sea.

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  2. cupitonians says:

    I had a mini-heart attack when I thought you were going to stop blogging altogether! Don’t do this to us! Love this collage of stories though!

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  3. toutparmoi says:

    Yep, I noticed you hadn’t posted in a while, but assumed you’d been super-busy. As we all get at times. Nice pics – yours, and those of and by the real talent in the family. Soon you’ll be able to hand your blog over to her.

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  4. MoreThanACat says:

    You’re right it did take a while. My excuse? The move is part of it. But, also, I do like to box set binge on your posts. Phenomenal picture of Mr Bean btw

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  5. Debra says:

    Ha! I immediately recognized Mr. Bean. Kudos to artistic Miss J! I disappear all the time and hope that at least when I come back someone is glad to see me here. LOL! Those of us continuing to “hang on” even in lives that pull us in other directions, are a club of our own. 🙂

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  7. I don’t feel the need to apologise if ABAB goes quiet, but I do notice when some regulars haven’t said much for awhile, but by the time I get round to visiting them to see if all is well I normally find I haven’t read their previous offering saying they’re joining a monastery for 6 weeks or something. And I do feel bad about not commenting on people’s blogs as often as I feel should – but there you go! Love the Mr B portrait!

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  8. A bloody good likeness of Mr B if I might say so,pity you spoilt it by saying who it was! 👿
    I have actually missed you, indeed I made a passing comment about you in a recent post, something to do with corn………………. 😈

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  9. disperser says:

    Know exactly how you feel, especially these last few months. Days fly by and good intentions suffer. Then, one is almost overwhelmed by all the stuff one still wants to do, posting being one of them.

    But, thanks for the update and congratulations on having an artist in the house.

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  10. Scottie says:

    You have a thing called a life. I think it is grand you can skip the blogging sometimes and enjoy that life. Hugs

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  11. I noticed you were gone! You look to have been very busy. I love the picture from J, a lot of talent there.

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