Here I am in Belfast, all prepared for tonight’s Irish Blog Awards.
I was really looking forward to the train journey up, but stayed up till quarter to three last night watching RedNose Day with my daughter, then got up at seven, so I’m afraid I slept from Dublin to here.
I’m not in the final in any category, but our little commune here is well represented. Grannymar is in the final of the Best Personal Blog Section, while Grandad, who lurks here sometimes, is in the Best Humour Blog section, so I’ll be rooting for both of them.
I’ll give a report tomorrow on as much of the evening as i can remember. Now I’ve to go out and see if I can get a tiara to go with my ballgown.