I’ve been blogging for a whole year.
I’m amazed how quickly that time has gone. I’ve averaged a little over a blog a week which is more than I thought I’d manage. And I think I’m writing faster than I did a year ago – not much mind, but any progress will do.
Well done me.
*scratches out all things not achieved on ‘to-do’ list*
The big question is though – what do I write for my blogiversary?
Well, there’s one particular blog post I’ve delayed because it is so personal to me. Undoubtedly mundane, but entirely personal – Will Wally Wonder. Why did I call my blog Will Wally Wonder?
I’ll answer this with another few questions. Do you have family words? Words invented in your family that only they would understand? Or words, not invented as such, that have gone on to mean something beyond their regular meaning?
That’s where ‘wally’ comes from. I am, according to my family’s own definition, a wally. So ‘Will Wally Wonder’, is an entirely accurate title. I am a wally. I wonder, think, and over-think, and I write so slowly it’s a wonder I write at all! I also liked the alliteration of it.
I guess the next question is – what does ‘wally’ mean to my family?
It’s a hard thing to describe and almost impossible to explain because by normal definition it does have connotations of idiocy (which is possibly also true).
My family would say wallyism is the philosophy of my life. It’s finding objects in cloud formations, it’s being ‘cuted-out’ by bunny rabbits, anthropomorphising animals, it’s enthusiasm over the seemingly mundane (like when the windscreen wipers move in time to music playing in the car). If I happen to make a wallyish remark my family will often follow it with the resigned phrase, ‘what a wally’.
There is a bit of wally in us all.
Chances are, if I follow your blog, I see a bit of wally in you.