Friday, 14 June 2013
One of the great things for me about Blogland is the friends and acquaintances I've made: friends who are not just people who read and comment on my blog but people with whom I communicate in a meaningful (don't you just dislike that word) manner. Some of those people have become friends in my 'real' life as well as in Blogland. Some, though really good friends, I may never meet. Some will pass though my life and I through their like ships through mist.
Yesterday a long-time fellow blogger whom I have met several times this year on my travels through Scotland came for a visit. It can be truly astonishing what one finds out about people that one never even thought about.
Adrian and I share quite a lot of beliefs although our approach to those beliefs is quite different (I have never been given to the robust - not exactly extremist - approach that Adrian adopts). I have never courted danger in sports and pastimes nor in my life in general. Adrian, on the other hand, has led a life that I would find truly terrifying and he has the physical and mental scars scars as testimony of that life.
We had a long and very interesting evening yesterday. I am writing this so that Adrian can read it and know that is the case (from my viewpoint anyway). I doubt very much whether he can recall any of it because, like everything he does, from his obsession with photographic image manipulation and the seeking after perfection to writing provocative posts, he consumed in one evening more fine wine than I would be able to consume in a fortnight.
Enjoy the Island Adrian. Enjoy life. Until we meet again.