ENJOY THE INTERVAL

So, just over a week to go then.

I’ve been wondering what to do about this blog. When I started it I had the knowledge at the back of my mind that I would have to stop writing it some day. I figured it would probably conclude with me ending (which would mean a very blunt final post) or with me getting married, and perhaps no longer having time nor inclination to write it.

I’m not sure I like the thought of my last ever post being about sandwiches or aliens or how much I dislike cheap umbrellas. If I died suddenly, I would run the risk of an ignominious end to the chronicle, and I don’t know what to say about that, other than it would be odd and sad.

But then, the blog has been a part of my life for eight and a half years, and I find it hugely therapeutic! It’s one of the things I find a lot of joy in, and I don’t really want to stop. Plus there are folks like you out there, some of whom have been reading from the very beginning in November 2013, and I think of you a lot. It’s nice when you tell me something I wrote made you laugh or think; or that I’d contradicted myself, and you needed to point it out. It felt as though it was a small part of your world too, and as you know, I love things that bring people together.

So. What to do?

Well one thing’s certain: I won’t be writing it on honeymoon. I have a feeling Sammy (who dips in to the blog from time-to-time herself) might take a particularly dim view of me documenting that adventure.

But, I would like to carry on after that, if I can. It will be a brand new chapter; a season so different to any I’ve shared in the hundreds of posts I’ve written so far, and there are bound to be some scrapes, some observations, and some poems that tumble from the next piece of road. It will be different, but I’d like to keep going.

I always said that writing this was like pulling back the curtain on the drama, letting you peep behind the scenes at a life lived out. I guess for a few weeks then, I just need to let the velvet curtain drop softly back into place, and for the house lights to flicker on, while backstage we get on with the changing of scenery, ready for the next act.

So, flutter your programs, grab a drink from the bar, or maybe a posh ice cream, in the hubbub. As they say in all the best establishments, do chat among yourselves, and above all, enjoy the interval.