The long-awaited Irish Blog Awards ceremony was held last night in Dublin, and it was a great evening. Much like the Oscars, only with Grandad and Twenty Major instead of… erm… whoever the famous actors are, these days.
I encountered one major, unforeseen difficulty when hovering uncertainly in the lobby awaiting the arrival of all the bloggers I was so excited to be meeting. The problem became apparent to me in the following exchange with The Sister:
Sister: Right, so who are we looking for?
Me: Ohhh, lots of people. They’re all going to be here.
Sister: OK, like who?
Sister: Well, describe them to me and I’ll help you look. There’s a lot of people here. What do they look like?
Me: Ummm…. oh.
The name badges were a good idea, except that nobody actually knew anybody’s real name. Plus they were a little on the small side, resulting in a crowd of 400 bloggers walking around all night staring intently and (sometimes) apologetically at people’s chests in order to see the blog address printed beneath the name. “I don’t know why you didn’t think this through,” muttered Sister crossly as I wriggled nervously in my seat, trying desperately to guess who was who.
Fortunately, I recognised Grandad as soon as he walked in. I was painfully aware that he was one of the more well-known bloggers present, which is why I was a little reluctant to walk over to him and say “Excuse me… you’re K8’s dad, aren’t you?” (and perhaps also why he looked at me as Paul McCartney might have done if I’d approached him with some indifference and asked if he was by any chance related to the famous Stella). I felt a confused mixture of relief and embarrassment when the girl sitting with him leapt out of her seat to hug me, squealing “Hails!”. All’s well that ends well, anyway.
I didn’t win anything, but was delighted that the very dapper Grannymar jointly won Best Personal Blog with Grandad! It was a lovely evening, and I’m even more honoured to have been shortlisted now that I’ve seen just how many great blogs there are out there. Rick O’Shea, who presented the awards, made the whole thing feel very special and exciting, and also amused me greatly with his witticisms (I borrowed one of his links as my post title, because titles never come easily to me, despite the fact that they are the shortest part of the whole, rambling ensemble). “Does anyone know anything about computers?” he asked wryly during some technical difficulties. Teeheehee.
That’s the news in brief, my lovelies. Don’t forget we’ve still got the journey to discuss, and that’s always good for a laugh, eh?
I just need to lie down for a while first.