tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1899193538457209754.post5946165736272553227..comments2024-03-21T17:09:43.928+11:00Comments on Mal's Gherkin Pram: Who Am I?Mal Kiely [Lancelots Pram]http://www.blogger.com/profile/09550832509641597913noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1899193538457209754.post-73614613185555747302009-10-16T18:37:24.607+11:002009-10-16T18:37:24.607+11:00I'd read that and have done on occasion but it...I'd read that and have done on occasion but it's not a full bio is it, that's the hard thing with the internet...there's no way we can really do the full bio without a book. That's why I threw open my Q & A on my blog, give people a chance to ask whatever they wanted to know more about me.wendishnesshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10047127677267754194noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1899193538457209754.post-84247079076395748972009-10-15T18:35:25.034+11:002009-10-15T18:35:25.034+11:00Mal the last "hug" i had was from my dau...Mal the last "hug" i had was from my daughter in late August - there are a few of us out there with not too many hugs going but I would rather genuine ones than the floaty ones people toss about so easily these days which are like faerie floss<br /><br />I read it - I always doMiddle Childhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09962830669606760640noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1899193538457209754.post-66403939866381927632009-10-15T07:20:56.623+11:002009-10-15T07:20:56.623+11:00Hey I know exactly what you are saying words are n...Hey I know exactly what you are saying words are not the same as a hug... there are times I crave a hug... yes even staying with the parents. Living with them is where love is not freely spoken about or shown.<br />As for social groups... part of me craves them but then the other part is afraid of them if that makes sense. Scared of making friends only to be rejected in the end... so I just avoid it. It is something I am working on through therapy.<br />I respect you for having the balls to blog... I only ever got as far as one post... just didn't have the motivation to do it.<br />HugsShelley Heathhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00179897375126596849noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1899193538457209754.post-90235146870669426852009-10-15T02:23:49.084+11:002009-10-15T02:23:49.084+11:00I promise I did read it to the end and have learne...I promise I did read it to the end and have learned a few more things about you. Now how much I will remember remains to be seen as my memory is not so hot these days. I rather wish I was heading for 50 and not 70 as there are many things I would alter if I could. Not being able to sing in tune myself, I envy you your musical ability,ChrisBhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06958330170295676200noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1899193538457209754.post-9234267828731390072009-10-14T23:29:58.992+11:002009-10-14T23:29:58.992+11:00Okay I have to admit I had not read all that befor...Okay I have to admit I had not read all that before but I did read the READ ME READ ME when I first came across your blog! <br /><br />Please accept this comment as my official email assuming that you really did want to know that I read that far! LOL <br /><br />Oh and 50c for the swear jar please MR!<br /><br />Hugs and smoochiesxxx<br />PS Funny your title being Who am I? When I was out in the garden yesterday I was writing a song in my head about the very same subject. I probably should have written it down but I don't know how to write the music to go with the words anyway. Its just another one of those quirky habits of mine like talking to myself etc.karismahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02529919522651147308noreply@blogger.com