That Was The Year That Was: June

June was a fantastic month. Mr TLC became a grandfather, easily the most memorable and important event of the month for us. We also celebrated Mr TLC’s birthday and spent an entire month being social gadflies; largely because the Broomhill festival was better than ever, we enjoyed concerts, a treasure hunt and the architecture trail.

I found myself looking down the barrel of a gun. Obviously it wasn’t loaded, it was all part of a presentation that the armed response unit were doing at school – but I recognise blogging gold when I see it, so I wrote about it.

My quiet little corner of Blogland went absolutely bananas. A Channel 4 website linked to my ramblings and what felt like a gazillion people turned up. By that time I’d run out of things to say about guns and knives and was back to rambling on about the weather, chocolate fudge, my life, the Universe and anything and everything, so the gazillion people soon went away again. I felt quite relieved actually. I’m very happy to rattle on about things to the small band of hardy folk that put up with me, a gazillion gave me stage fright.

Mars Phoenix also had a pretty good time in June.