Now this year I was in the running for the Nottingham Writers' Club, Writer of the Year Award. This is for the four winners of the club's quarterly prose competitions (from Autumn last year to Summer this year).
Unfortunately because of unforeseen delays- more than one of them in fact- the judge wasn't able to get the result back in time, so no one yet knows who won.
There are actually only three writers this time, as I won two of the four competitions- still amazed at that.
So it will be January before the winner is announced and the trophy presented. And that will be mid-month, as our regular first meeting in January next year is New Year's Day! So no meeting as the venue is closed due to it being a public holiday.
After the awards are presented, and the food is eaten, the competitive and humorous nature of the writers starts to emerge with the quiz and games.
The social secretary, Pat, puts together a simple, but fiendish quiz of questions about what has been in the news during the year- it is amazing how many things you forget, and how many minor facts get remembered...:-)
All I am going to say is never invite any of us to do Countdown...Not unless you've handed us the rulebook and stood over us while we've read it!
As it was a party I dressed up- I've got to get some use out of my Festival of Romance Ball outfit...
Now it's back to reality and the Christmas to do list...