Growing blogs in the Kitchen...

It's the warmest place in the house just now. Brrr! 

So, I've donned my glad rags - read best merino thermal undies and fleecy slippers. (nb. I am wearing jeans, cardi and a top as well, in case anybody is tempted to get the wrong idea) and am all geared up for Vicki's Grow Your Blog Party. Virtual, which is good news both for my waistline and my cholesterol levels. Tests today show me to be in pretty good nick for my age and I want to keep it that way. The polar expedition  walk back home afterwards through the snowdrifts must have done wonders for my fitness!

The beard snoozing on yonder bank is Mr GP. The left leg is mine (I'm not photogenic).

and here is our trusty travelling companion, Old Teddy, searching  for treasure on the Southern Uplands Way. We managed to drag him away eventually...all the way up to Oban, Mull and Iona. That was some  journey we made, our Grand Pilgrimage back in 2011. We've walked all over the place, as have my blogs: I've had three though Growing Greenpatches is the only one currently active. 

 And me? Like Dormouse, I began my blogging career over on the wonderful wibsite by way of that even more wonderful Magazine of Unrest and nest of subversiveness -  shipoffools.com. Like Dormouse,  only the opposite way round, I lived in France before moving back to the UK, but that's another story. Hop over to my Vintage Greenpatches page to read "Greenpatches: Five Things You Wished You'd Always Known," or was it "Wished You'd Never Known?" Far better than me waffling on  here. Don't forget to read my Welcome blurb too, that really will confuse you. Well, I did say Growing Greenpatches was a right old pot-pourri, didn't I?

Giveaways? (You can't have a party without a party bag).  Let's see... Pot-pourri? Might not travel well.     Let's say - if you'd like a keyring in the shape of a Shell of St James, symbol of pilgrims on the Santiago de Compostela route, comment here. On February 1st I'll pick a name at random to be the lucky winner.

Do come and join me in the kitchen and we can raise a glass (of decaffienated fruit tea) together.

Cheers!