I repeat, I’ve won something!
Let me put this into context. I hardly ever win anything. Maybe the odd £10 win on the lottery, but when it comes to an actual physical prize, the general rule seems to be that I won’t win.
One of the blogging writers I follow is Emma Woodcock and she recently celebrated her first anniversary of blogging and gave away a signed copy of her debut novel Darklands. I entered the competition and, surprisingly, won!
I am now a proud owner of said book. Proof below.
So, I said I hardly ever win anything. What is the only other prize I’ve won?
When I was young, I entered a competition in a magazine to win a TWO Week holiday in California. I think it was in Look-in magazine. Now, there’s a blast from the past. There were other prizes including televisions, Atari consoles (this is a while ago remember), radios and a host of other cool prizes. Cool for the 70s at least.
You had to find hidden smurfs in a picture and count them up. This went on for about 4 editions. Emotional blackmail to force you to buy the next week’s magazine.
Suitably blackmailed, I used my pocket-money to buy the magazine and count the smurfs. As you do. After the 4 weeks, I knew I’d counted all them cheeky smurfs and submitted my entry.
Cue waiting for what felt like decades to find out if I’d been successful.
No, not the holiday.
No, not the television.
No, not the Atari.
I won FOUR plastic smurfs.
I think I still have them somewhere. Packed away in the loft for when I get bored. Even though that was over thirty years ago, I still remember it fondly.
The moral of this story, is that people feel good when they win something. I know I do.
When the postman (sorry to mention the postman, Robin) delivered my parcel, on my birthday no less, I felt great.
Book giveaways are good business. Signed book giveaways even better.
Thanks for reading. My thanks to Papa smurf for the memories and, thanks again Emma for the prize.