The little man who lives in my phone was busy last night as I woke up to discover my WordPress app had changed. Some might argue it was just a standard upgrade but I know better. It was the little man in my phone, right? Anyway the app now had lots of snazzy changes for me to oooh and aaah over on the commute to work. Much to the chagrin of my fellow commuters.
The most exciting was a map of the world showing where all our followers come from. Apparently we are big in Alaska which pleased me no end as an Alaskan cruise is my dream holiday. So, if the Alaskan Tourism Board would like to sponsor the blog from this time onwards, then I’m open to conversation. Your people can speak to my people, and by my people I mean, Fionnuala.
It was no surprise that the majority of our followers are based in Europe and North America; and encouraging to see we are also read in Asia, Africa and Australasia. It’s mind blowing to think of these words being read around the globe; mind blowing and humbling. I have no idea why people continue to be interested in my posts. Probably because it’s every day and it’s free, but I’m grateful nonetheless.
I’m an eternal pessimist, however. I’m a glass half empty kind of guy, forever obsessing on the one job I didn’t do well as opposed to the 99 other tasks I nailed. So, my attention was naturally drawn to the grey areas on the map, the parts of the world where fracturedfaithblog has yet to land. I viewed them glumly as opposed to with any great evangelical zeal. I’ll save the latter for all those missionary types.
The one that caught my eye, probably due to its size more than anything else, was Greenland. Who knew Greenland was so big? I mean, massive big. I must admit, Greenland is a country that has never registered much with me. When I was a child, I thought Santa lived there. Or was that the North Pole? Hmmmm, now I think about it, did my eight year old self think they were the same place?
I vaguely recall reading a novel last year that fleetingly referred to Greenland. All I can recollect is fishing vessels, and Denmark used to own it. Or was it Norway? Something to do with the Vikings? Those Norsemen got everywhere, but I imagine they were a bit disappointed when they reached Greenland. I mean, there doesn’t seem to be much to do there, pillaging wise. Which is probably why they kept going to Newfoundland.
I’ll readily admit my knowledge levels on all matters Greenland are low. So, as I’m too lazy to ask my good friend Google, I thought I’d ask the good people of WordPress for assistance. That’s you, by the way. I need your help. Tell me everything you know about the place. Here’s the catch, though. Don’t research it. Just tell me what’s in your noggin. Now! It doesn’t have to be factually accurate, in fact the more random and made up the better.
If you know somebody from Greenland, then most definitely let me know. They may have relatives and we could have our first Greenland hit on the blog. They must have wifi, it’s not all fishing and trying to keep warm. I’m expecting big things from the Canadians on this one. You’re always banging on about how much more knowledgeable you are than your southern neighbours, so how’s your big chance.
Tell me everything you know about Greenland.