Ok, so it wasn’t actually Kate Moss per se.
But it was our Kate Moss, the cooler online, mummy blogger version (who incidentally looks nothing like an emu, so feel a little bit let down on that front).
However, at the weekend I did what many bloggers would love to do and what many others would never do even if you threatened to pluck every hair out of their head with tweezers: I met up with other bloggers.
And look. Here I am. I survived. No one tried to eat me or spirited me away.
I probably embarrassed myself slightly as when first introduced to everyone, I just went right in there for the hug.
Have you ever met up with other bloggers?
I have to admit to being slightly disappointed. No no no, stop coming at me shaking your fists. It wasn’t that Single Parent Dad was acting like a rock star, or Jo Beaufoix (Jo Bo as she now is in my mobile) and Rosie Scribble were divas or Dan at Allthatcomeswithit was embarrassing us all with his Daddy Pig impressions (it’s a British thing).
No, I feel slightly put out because we met at Drayton Manor theme park (who hosted the whole affair for us, so THANK YOU so much for that) and there were so many directions the children wanted to pull us in we never really got the chance to talk.
I got d r e n c h e d on Stormforce 10 with my 6 year old who sat there next to me holding my hand soothing: “It’s all right mummy, I’ll look after you.”
Listen son, I’ve been on Disney’s Terror Tower and lived to tell. I was there on the Corkscrew when it first opened at Alton Towers back in the 1980s and everyone thought it was the scariest ride they’d ever seen.
These days, however, I’m reduced to screaming on a ride my 6 year old thinks is tame.
That makes me feel ever so slightly old.
Anyway, it was a blast. Everyone was just lovely and are just like their online personalities (which is all testament to their writing, I guess).
My children’s favourite bit? The park has a new 4D cinema. What’s 4D you ask? I’ll leave my son to explain:
“It’s like 3D with the specs and everything, but someone sits in the audience and spits at you and rocks your chair.”
The mind boggles.