I went on to read her blog and eventually start my own one. We have been communicating ever since and also play online scrabble together. We live at opposite ends of the country, in fact in different countries as Ros lives in England and I'm in Scotland.
We always said that one day we would meet up but imagine my surprise when Ros said as she would be cruising in Scotland (Inner Hebrides) she could make a detour to meet up.
My brain cells must be diminishing and were so busy thinking of coffee shops so when I put the invitation to Ros and of course her hubby she accepted, yes she would come and have tea/coffee made by my own fair hands.
Then I started thinking; What if we don't like each other? What if we have nothing to say? What if there's no connection?
I have to admit I was a bit nervous of our meeting and perhaps Ros was too. When you're speaking online whether tweeting or facebook or on a blog there are no barriers, everyone has the same voice, unless they tweet in text speak, but that's another story. Would she understand my Scottish accent? Would I understand her English one? We can't see each others faces online and as your eyes are the window to your soul no one can tell what you're really thinking.
I was looking after toddler boy that day and told him a friend was coming to visit me, he changed my words around and became excited about a friend coming to visit HIM.
Ros's husband and car driver found my house without too many problems I think as they arrived when they said they would. I had been swimming that morning with toddler boy so as a true Blue Peter fan I prepared sandwiches and cake earlier.
We spent a few hours in the garden as it was such a lovely day and considering Ros didn't have good weather in the Hebrides it was a little bonus for her to feel some heat. I needn't have worried about us not having anything to say because I don't think we stopped talking and even when she left to continue her long journey home I still felt we had lots to say that hadn't been said. Her poor hubby was stuck in the middle of a girlie gossip.
All too soon the visit came to an end and I hope Ros enjoyed it as much as I did. It's such a shame we don't live a little closer to each other. Ros is the third blogger I have met up with and I'm excited to find out who might be next.
If you ever have the chance to meet up with one of your online tweeting or blogger friends grab it with both hands, I don't think you'll be disappointed.
Here's our photo taken by Ros's husband!
|Haven't we worn well?|
|I can confirm we look much younger in real life!|
....Sorry wrong photo!
This is us!