Mimi

One of the reasons I started blogging was that I've read some amazing blogs over the years. I know that mine is relatively crap compared to most of them, but they still inspired me to write my thoughts down, to chronicle what is happening in the world of me.

So I was very sad to note at the weekend that one of the blogs I devoured the most hungrily, the wonderful Mimi in New York, appears to be no more.

I actually met Ruth, Mimi's creator, about a hundred years ago when staying with friends in a little corner of Wales. She terrified me. Skinny, quick, beautiful and vicious. I was completely in awe - and don't think I said more than about five words to her in the whole two weeks I was there.

When I began reading Mimi, I had no idea that this was the same girl. Mimi was an amazing character - she had done so much and seen so much in her life. It was only when the blog's popularity grew, and Ruth unmasked herself in a series of interviews and photos, that I realised she was the same girl. I nearly fell off my chair. Since then I have read even more avidly, checking every day for an update into this exciting life that I could only dream of, but that had happened to someone so unlikely.

And now, Ruth appears to have stopped. It's such a shame, although I understand why she's done it. I hope that one day soon she finds a reason to start again.

I'll just have to content myself with her book for the time being...