So much has happened that I can barely write straight!!!
Tell me, dear readers (if there are any of you left - and frankly I doubt it, if my recent 'site statistics' are to be believed!!!): which would you rather hear about?
1. The annual conference up a mountain with 150 farmers;
2. The 2-day 'marketing workshop' with a pharmaceutical company, featuring two pointer pens and a bowl of tiny peppermints
3. What it is like working in two languages, often used at once.
I cannot wait to hear what you think!! It may be that none of these are interesting, and that I should hang up my metaphorical 'blogging boots' once and for all, if only to stop putting things in ironic inverted commas.
Pip pip!
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37 comments:
After some hesitation, I think I'll go for 1. I hope it wasn't one of those pointy mountains, because some of them could have fallen off.
all of them please, in this order: 1,3,2.
3!
farming conference
It's gotta be the 150 Farmers story. The others seem, well, positively humdrum in comparison. But the farmers? Lick ma fingers and call me a cab - it's not everyday you go up a mountain. Especially with 150 muddy wellingtoned tearaways. Do tell, NWM, do tell.
1 and 3 but please, not 2.
1. please. And also thank you.
awww, iv missed you...
ok, i am going against the flow here but im pretty much bi lingual (a debausched childhood studying french constantly!) but i am going to pick 3 please....
Although the others sound good too! :)
1 please NWM
3, please!
farmers.
150 farmers please.
1.
3.
2.
In that order please Ms Monkey.
1, please.
First point: Don't believe your site statistics as a lot of people, like me, probably subscribe through a Reader so only actually visit your BloB when they comment.
Second point: Only two languages? I should be so lucky. I'm English married to a German speaking Swiss, living in Spain. Our best friends are a Swiss/Belgian couple. The two men address each other in Schweizerdeutsch. She speaks French to me and I reply in Spanish. She speaks to her husband in Flemish and to my husband in French, and I speak to my husband in English and her husband in pidjin Swiss....
Third point: Tell everything in chronological order so we get the full effect of the build up.
I'd like to 'hear' about the annual conference up a mountain with 150 farmers.
Especially if the opening address contained the phrase ... a farmer is a man outstanding in his field.
But even if it didn't.
Ooh! I love being given power! Unfortunately I'm generally so excited about my new status and planning the most interesting and ingenious ways to abuse it that the moment passes. All power is transitory. It's very sad.
So!
1. Definitely. Farmers are fascinating and also dead sexy and mountains are large and beautiful and necessitate standing around wearing cleavage-displaying dirndls. Even if you haven't any cleavage.
Oh. Everyone already chose.
Damn transitory power.
all 3! you have a great way with words, no no matter what language they are.
Just do all three and future-date them a week apart, so then you can sit on your Aris' for the next couple of weeks and we'll be salivating with excitement as we await the next instalment!
(Possibly)
farmers farmers farmers farmers
I also like the others ones but farmers first please.
Glad you're back! Another vote for all three. Maybe 1,3,2 or 3,1,2 or use a pin.
All of the above, but I do particularly like the sound of being up a mountain with 150 farmers.
"If there are any of you left..."
Bouf! 22 comments precede this one. Never underestimate your monkey charm. Hordes of us await the next missive typed with your own dainty little monkey paws.
Is there any absynthe in any of these stories? Do any of the farmers wear a fez? Were they green-striped peppermints or red-striped? These are the details we need to know before we can make a final choice.
See what I've done here?
Farmers, natch.
FARMERS MAN.
I mean, "FERMIERS, HOMME"
what was the question again?
what was the question again?
I'm in France and as we've been on le farm nous demande the 150 farmers story... Do they get naked?
I'm torn between farmers and languages!
What is wrong with people?
I say 'No' to farmers! 'Yes' to anything else, but please, no farmers!!
(this is a bit like being at a concert or 'gig' isn't it? The audience shouts out requests and the band plays whatever was next on the set list - "Play the next one on the set list Monkey!")
Shouldn't bother. Love.
Marketing Workshop for me - sounds like my life!
Yes, I want the marketing workshop too. It'll be just like watching that dyspeptic yet hyper-styled, Sopranos-guy-written, series, Mad Men. (NWM, if you haven't seen it, get it out. It'll drive you nuts but you'll continue to watch with a horrid fascination.) (And also I need to figure out a way to make more money.)
Otherwise, farmers please! Though I share z's fears.
And sorry re the delay: you know I love you! I was myself, while not up a mountain, refreshing myself beside a dune in Norfolk.
3 please!
PLEASE don't even CONSIDER ceasing to blog! i haven't laughed so much for years - simply reading your wickedly funny blog is sufficient to brighten my day and stop me from becoming the next Ripper!
tell us EVERYTHING anyway!
don't even CONSIDER giving up blogging! there's a book in there somewhere, and you KNOW it!
oops - excess of enthusiasm.....it's my age. yuk! but the sentiments are PRECISELY correct!
get on with it, nwm!!
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