Monday, 15 September 2008

Small World...

At the launch of Usus Antiquior yesterday, I was chatting to a young man who explained that he had changed jobs because he'd moved to the Orkneys, and the commute from Leeds was ghastly! I can't remember the exact reason it came up, but he mentioned a friend of his who had moved to the Orkneys from Alaska, who had married a farmer...

I asked if she had a blog, as there was something vaguely familiar about the foreigner-marries-farmer scenario...

Apparently the friend did have a blog, but he couldn't remember the name...

"The blogger I'm thinking of, her husband's got a weird name... begins with "E"..."

"Erlend?"

Eureka.  I was right... turns out that she's the Coffee Catholic.  But how spooky is that... two complete strangers just happen to mention a person they both know!
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2 comments:

  1. .The Cellarer7:40 pm

    Worked on BUNAC camp in the States when at Uni.

    Usual opening question from American upon hearing Scottish accent

    Where are you from?

    Cellarer names Town

    What part?

    Names village.

    Where in the village?

    Now feeling a bit freaked... erm just past the pub...

    Oh, my grandmother stays 2 streets away from you, I was there last year!

    It is indeed a small world.

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  2. Anonymous10:02 pm

    Weird name? Have you not read Kristin Lavransdattir (by Sigrid Undset)?

    Go buy it now on abebooks. (Get the old translation, the new one is okay but the old one is much better)

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