You know what they say?
Old storytellers never die: they disappear into their own story.
I don't think anyone round here is ready to disappear just yet - please, don't! - even if next weekend's Storytelling Sunday will be our last. Three years we've been storytelling in a Sunday - three years!
It started round about this time of the year in 2010, when I told you a bit of a yarn about my childhood Christmas Club, how I liked to gather the family together and do "Christmas stuff". Every Sunday after, right up to the Big Day itself I invited you to post a Christmas story of your own. Then A blog friend at the time, Kate, (if you are still out there,please get in touch so we can thank you again!) suggested I should turn the whole thing into a Sunday event. And the storytelling began in earnest.
That first year, as we gathered pace, I told you about the day Ted Fred got left behind; oh, and the day the caravan died, and you responded with amazing tales of your own. In the second year I thought we should try to get the photographers to join us with "The Words, The Pictures", and the idea that you might only need a sentence or two if you had a great photo. Of course, most of my stories ended up becoming a little longer than that (remember the one about lentils?); but we did bring lots more of you on board: you and your beautiful photos, your moving words. This year? Well this year we've been celebrating our treasures with "Pick Your Precious"; and I think for lots of us the delight has been in discovering how many of the same kinds of things we love.
And so we come to the end. We have one last Sunday to fill in 2013. Sunday 1st December will be the final Storytelling Sunday and I'd love you to be there. You don't have to bring anything precious (though there are suggestions in What To Scrapbook The Storytelling Sunday Edition if you are looking for an idea). Bring any story you like! Oh, except maybe one about endings. I'm not good with endings. Let's think about beginnings. Who knows where next year will take us?