Once again, in the spirit of the shameless freeloader, I am hitching a ride on the coat-tails of Young Masher’s Annual Blogathon ™.
At this time last year I waxed and wayned wained waned about various traditions, before landing on the enduring tradition that YMAB ™ has become in all corners of t’interent.
Young Masher (for it is he) has mentioned that he is plagued with doubt this year, and even, in some dark moment or other, considered giving YMAB ™ a pass.
Well no! (I cry).
Do not go gentle into that good night (I shout).
Though wise men at their end know dark is right (I holler).
Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright (I sob).
For I shall keep you company, Young Masher, on your enduring YMAB ™ quest.
For this is (pause) our Independence Day!
(I have no idea where all the Dylan Thomas came from, but buckle up for the ride, kiddos, I have things to explore and questions to ask.)
Huzzah! The Three Musketeers ride again!
Hi ho Sylvia!
“Hooray! One for all, and all for… nowt!”
Thanks chaps. ‘Tis good to be riding this journey with my fellow companions once again.
Good luck to the both of you.
And the same to you too Young Masher
Good to be reading you all, too. Thanks chaps. x
Bugger, it looks as though I put a Kiss at the end…
Good to have you along x
🙂