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Thursday, 28 April 2011

Fancy's One Man Band


Fancy is finding herself a bit lonely this week, now that Introducing has gone back to its rightful owner, that Mother's Always Right. I was honoured to have a chance to host in her absence. Truly tickled. I never got invited to homecoming, you see. The sting of being rejected by the cool kids is still with me, all these many few years later.

Anyhoo, you know that Fancy likes a challenge. How could I continue to ride Mother's coattails, link up to a couple of memes and come out the other side with all my nails intact? It took me a few moments, but I do believe I've done it. Without even a chip in my perfectly polished manicure. I bring you: the Introducing Gallery Random Kindness post.

Meet The Displaced Londoner. I found her a few weeks ago while stalking reading some new blogs. You can find these people, you know. You just have to go look for them. The poor girl is not only facing a move from London to parts I've never seen (which could be as close as Brixton, but probably further) but she gave up liquor for Lent. As if all of that isn't bad enough, she's out there faithfully blogging away and to an audience of one. Me. I am--as I write this--her only follower. And it's making me uncomfortable.

I'm not saying this to embarrass the poor dear. Maybe she's not looking for a big fan club. Maybe no one told her how to get out there and drum up some friends. Crikey, maybe she just thinks she's too good for us. For all I know, she's just a real snob and I'm a big dork trying to sit next to her at lunch. I have no idea.

But what I do know is this: when you are the only follower, it feels weird. I don't like it. I feel like all the eyes are on me. Or at least two are.

So. Where does that leave us? My Random Act of Kindness over at Claire's place is this. I want The Displaced Londoner to have 5 followers by tomorrow. If she doesn't like us, she can move her blog somewhere else and hide. But until I'm told otherwise, I'm getting in her grill and making a new friend. Who's with me?

And, in case it isn't clear yet, her page is Green. As in the colour. And there you go. Now if only she'd starred in a horror movie about wedding days gone wrong...