The Passing Place came into existence a year ago today. Spud and I, along with my family, had just arrived back from Brittany after a virtually sleepless night on board a ferry. Unusually for me I got the best night's sleep of the six of us, and so instead of falling into bed like everyone else I was alert and eager to begin work on my new idea. So while Spud lay, within reach, on my bed, I sat at my desk working away at my laptop.
I know a year doesn't sound like a huge feat. Most of the bloggers I follow have been blogging for considerably longer. But my previous blog died at eight months, while The Passing Place has really become something and is still going strong. And I've made some good friends along the way.
The Passing Place has become something I am really quite proud of. Here's to another year of blogging!