Thank you Nutshell, from The Writing Nut, for the 7 x 7 Link
Award, especially as it’s provided me with a most useful morning. For this award I've got to post 7 links from my own blog and I must say that trawling through old posts has been fascinating. My blog style and outlook have changed without me noticing it. I'd recommend this activity to anybody who's been blogging for over a year.
[One thing I've discovered is that my blog's 2nd birthday is imminent. I didn't know that! I’ll have to throw a party... again!]
According to the 7 x 7 Award rules I have to find posts in the following 7 categories: [You can click on the category title to visit the
post.]
This has to be the one where I travelled on 7 trains in one
day [nice link to 7 x 7, huh!] to visit my brand new grandson. There’s a photo
of me holding him and, I know I’m biased, but he really is beautiful.
OK, I’m being flippant, but the post does claim to be a
warning about wishes. It’s my poem called My Little Nut Tree.
This was the virtual Macmillan World’s Biggest Coffee Morning
post which is no surprise as I worked hard to spread the word. This blogpost
raised £215.50 for support for people with Cancer, a very worthwhile cause, and it was done in memory of my Mum.
This was my campaign to improve care for the frail elderly
in hospital. It was initiated by the appalling care that my Mum received when
she was so very ill and the realisation that many people are too frightened to
complain. I’m proud to say that changes were made at the Leicester General Hospital
in response to my campaign.
This has to be the one where I itemised my complaints about my
Mum’s hospital stay.
According to my stats the post about a shivering mid-winter
visit to the National Amyloidosis Centre is one of the most frequently visited
on my blog which is good as the main reason for starting this blog was to try
and link up with other people affected by Amyloidosis. Mr A is such a positive
person that it’s easy to forget that there’s no cure, just courses of
chemotherapy to keep control of the accumulation of sticky platelets in his
blood.
I love this one. I was hoping it might become an official UK
sport with as big a following as football but sadly the sack race is still only
enjoyed in primary schools during the annual sports day.
So once again, thank you Nutshell for encouraging me to partake
in this session of introspection. I’m passing this award on to anyone who would
like to have as useful a morning as I’ve just had… and now I’m off to
reorganise my labels. I can’t find a thing in this place!
