Tagged, Awarded and Feasted

I've been tagged! No, not security tagged. Tagged for a meme (it's like learning a new language this blogging lark) by Angela. Here's the rules:

1. You have to post the rules before you give your answers.

2. You must list one fact about yourself beginning with each letter of your middle name.

(If you don't have a middle name, use your maiden name or your mother's maiden name).

3. At the end of your blog post, you need to tag one person for each letter

of your middle name.

• A Amazing? Adorable? (You can probably hear this lot screaming with laughter behind me)I think I'll go for ASTUTE. Well, this lot don't get much past me anyway.
• N I shall disregard the suggestions of nasty, noisy and nit-picking, and because there are not many complimentary adjectives beginning with N I would say I am NOT NORMALLY given to hysterical outbursts.(Well, not more than one a week).
• N Most days I NEED someone to talk to. So keep commenting!

I tag Kit, Leigh and qualcosa di bello.

I was very grateful to receive this from The Rotten Correspondent.

I'm not sure what she thinks I create. Chaos, I expect.

Now, I know it looks like I just give awards to the same ones all the time, but I just happen to blog about with some very creative types. For all the stick I have given her on this very matter over the last few weeks, I have to award it to Bella. (I can see her laughing up her sleeve as she reads this. I wonder whether she will let me live it down). Jennie deserves this award also for her lovely dolls. She says she's making Easter Bunnies at the moment, but I think that's just a front for the Ronaldo doll she's secretly working on. Little Jenny Wren is another lovely doll maker and Rhonda Jean creates virtually everything in her home. Liz can take the ordinary and create the extraordinary and for creating the most stunning pictoral posts with her photographs, (make sure you see this one) Merisi.

Phew! Finally, today is the feastday of Our Lady of Lourdes - one of my favourites. The church was packed this morning. I refrained from pew-dusting, because Mass was said in the Lady Chapel and the scaffolding doesn't reach that far. I was in Lourdes once, and in his youth, the Father of This Lot spent a few summers working there as a 'brancardier' - volunteers who transport the sick from the hospital to the Grotto. I suppose he's not all bad!