For about a year before I started this blog, people were telling me about the wonders of blogging and how I should get on to it. I thought I was too old and it all seemed like a bit too much hassle. But something in my mind kept nagging at me and I kept thinking that I really ought to start a blog, much in the same way one thinks ‘I ought to do some exercise’.
I went to stay with my friends Tim and Annika and Tim, a computer whizz, set a blog up for me. Of course I was immediately hooked.
In a similar vein I have long resisted Facebook. Partly because my teenage stepchildren are on it and it seems slightly ridiculous, if not sad, to be on the same networking site as people I have changed nappies for. I also think it is slightly disconcerting for them. Just imagine the embarrassing photos I could post.
But everyone kept going on at me and last night I succumbed.
It started with Olivia asking me to join for her. We tried it and she was too young. Then I thought, soon I will be too old, and went for it. I have two friends so far and am not really sure what I am supposed to do next but guess it will come with time and practice. Rupert thinks I will become obsessed, but I am determined to remain calm. I was very excited though when I read ‘Helena joined Facebook at 9.54pm’. It is unusual for me to be up that late, let alone be ‘facebooking’ or whatever they call it.
Rupert also tells me my mother is on Facebook. I wonder whether she will be my friend, or if, rather like my stepchildren, she would prefer to keep me well away from her facebook life….Rock on Mamma!
Copyright: Helena Frith Powell 2009