Humour me
The finalists have been announced for the Blog Awards.
I didn’t make it in the Best Political category which is a relief. The less I have to do with politics, the better.
I didn’t make it in the Best Personal either but I don’t take that personally.
For some reason I did make it through to the Best Humour though and that confuses me.
You see, I don’t see my cerebral ramblings as being particularly funny. I don’t set out to crack jokes or even make people laugh, I just write about stuff as I see it. So what the fuck am I doing in Best Humour?
But then it occurred to me – humour is non-specific. It doesn’t necessarily mean good humoured and can just as easily be interpreted as bad humoured? That must be it? The judges read through my meanderings and comment to one another that they have found a right bad humoured cranky old bollix and I get through on that basis? To be honest, that thought makes me feel a lot better.
There were one or two things that struck me about the other finalists.
I had a good look through all the finalists in all the categories and I had never heard of any of them! Well, maybe one or two familiar names appeared, but where are all the sites I have known and loved all these years? Have they all gone to the great WordPress in the Sky? Have they all retired and got jobs presenting TV3 programmes? Have they all been snapped up by the newspapers?
Another thing that struck me is that they nearly all seem to be written by wimmin. Wherever I went, I seemed to find myself surrounded by recipes and tips on make-up. Now I have nothing against recipes as I am quite a dab hand in the kitchen myself, but you can keep the make-up – when you see me, you see me as nature intended. There were one or two of the male persuasion in there but they were few and far between, and mercifully I didn’t find any writing about high-heels or eye-shadow.
So here I am now – an old pensioner up in the mountains, surrounded by lusty farmers’ wives and yang wans.
The thought is enough to put me in good humour.
"surrounded by lusty farmers’ wives and yang wans."
Lucky you !!
And what other category would you have fitted into?
Best personal blog maybe?
I was chucked out of Best Personal. Maybe I was being too personal for their taste?
I reckon there should be a Best Over 60s, or Best Pensioner category? After all, they have a Best Youth. Do I detect a whiff of ageism here?
Failing that, Best Beauty would have suited me nicely.
tis a funny old world, I think the category fits in a sarcastic dry old fart kinda way that we are quite fond of
Aw! That's the nicest thing that's been said about me today.
There could be worse yet!
And there will be.
"For some reason I did make it through to the Best Humour though…" And also for the Best Overall Blog award.
I also think that you do fit in the humour category – it is totally possible to laugh at someone and call them names at the same time
I know that. People frequently laugh at me as they call me names. Water off a duck's back, I say.
Best Overall? Now you are joking….!
Well done for making it to the final. Hope you win 🙂
Thanks, Val.
I'm amazed you didn't get through though. Yiz were robbed of Best Photography, I say.
Come on everybody – take a look at Val's sunsets and tell me whether I'm right or whether I'm right.
You are too kind 🙂
No I'm not. I'm honest.
The very first post I read was "The third switch"….when you wrote "It explains a lot." I laughed so hard!…I've been reading ever since. You are a "cantankerous old bugger"…but you're alright because you have a sense of humour!
Hah! I had to search back to find that one [I can never remember what I have written the same day, let alone two years ago]. Thank you for saying I have a sense of humour though. It must have grown from somewhere over the years unbeknown to me.
[*FUCK! I wish this fucking spell-checker would stop squiggling "humour"! It's how it's fucking spelled you fucking dimwit*]
Hi there, congrats on becoming a finalist. I'm chuffed to be in company with such a hilarious blog
Hi Alvy and welcome! I've been wandering around your site [or should that be sett?] and having a few chuckles myself. Congratulations to you too – I'll be shouting for ya [as they say].
who needs awards love your daily blogs even though i do not always agree with you however anyone who says you are wrong is right and anyone who says who are right is wrong.(please do not shoot this homecoming tourist over christmas) my personal forthcoming highlight is to once again walk from bray to WICKLA along the coast cheers
Now wouldn't the world be a very boring place if we al agreed on everything all the time?
When you are doing your walk, carry on a bit further south and inland from Wickla town and you'll find me in the pub. I'll even let you buy me a pint.
Oi, Mister Headrambles! you pipped me to the post last year. Terribly offended you don't remember me. Only messing. Best of luck!
I don't remember what I had for dinner last night [though I do remember I cooked it] so you can hardly expect me to remember what happened a year ago.
Best of luck to you too!