Firstly apologies on the lack of activity on the blog. We are reconfiguring all our websites and I was trying to keep out of the way but sorry Alex I have to write while I’m still bitter and twisted the iron’s hot!
We were up for an online awards ceremony. It was more than just an anticlimax, as a team we feel as though we were back at the school playground being enticed to take part in an activity that we would ulimately fail and be ridiculed for. Having been encouraged actively to enter by the organiser I quote from the email announcing we had been shortlisted as a finalist….
Blow Your Trumpet Loudly!
Next week all shortlisted finalists will be
sent a press release and finalists’ logo which you are
entitled to use. Please celebrate your success by using
the release and logo within your printed material, on your
blog, within your newsletters or on your website. You can
also use the press release to send to local press, simply
amend where highlighted. This is also a fantastic opportunity
to ‘tweet’ loudly within your social networks. We certainly
will be!
We certainly did. We gladly received the ‘alert’ that we were finalists and dutifully tuned in for the ‘Live’ awards ceremony on twitter. Our expectations were low as we were competing with international giants such as Peppa Pig and Hop! So after all the kaffuffle and having proudly uploaded our rosette stating we were proud finalists, this morning at 10am we sat attentively, checking Twitter every 5 minutes to get this -
10.37 @totstotravel: Lastly, in the app. catergory we did not find an app. that blew us away so have not awarded a winner – maybe next year? #JustGoAwards
I bet the Academy Awards sometimes feel like that when reviewing the films of the year, or maybe the Football Association will stop awarding Player of the year as no one ‘blows them away’ like Rooney did in 2007? Some say its not the winning but the taking part? Well we shall be removing our ‘finalist’ accolade, to be runner up to Peppa Pig or a hopping green thing we could live with, but be classed as mediocre wish-wash hurts!
Tomorrow I will have a sore tummy and won’t be going to work!



