Oh dear. I’ve been given the dubious honour of having to share 7 secret things about myself.
http://cheetahsinmyshoes.wordpress.com has tagged me in this award –
and so here goes. Just don’t think any less of me. :-)
1 – On first starting high school, being crap at sport, I hated the cross country runs. You know the type, where you have to go on a run that seemed like about 5 miles long.
So one day me and some others decided to take a short cut and have a laze in the sunshine well ahead of the other sporty pants who always came first, and waited for them to catch us up. Then, much to their outrage, went on a leisurely run ahead of them as we were all nice and rested.
How we thought the P.E teacher wouldn’t get suspicious when the usual dawdlers came haring in first ahead of the Sport Queen’s, I have no idea. We might have been ingenious, just not very bright.
2 – Little sis used to be scared of the Mogwai in Gremlins. So I used to sometimes hum the Mogwai tune to her. (Yes I know, I was mean and evil. I hope she’s forgiven me now. If you’re reading this, I’m sorry. ) Although it was hilarious at the time.
3 – Working on a Saturday is a pile of pants and at the age of 18 I used to sometimes go into work on a Saturday morning after being in the local nightclub until 3am. Then wonder why I felt like death warmed up on the job.
4 – I’m a geek. Anything to do with sci fi and time travel, I’m fascinated. Which probably explains why I love shows like Red Dwarf and Quantum Leap and know the episodes inside out. Then annoy everyone when Red Dwarf is on as I’ll be there quoting the entire episode. :-)
5 – I used to love the film Wizard of Oz, but the sequel Return to Oz used to scare the heck out of me. Electrocuting Dorothy?! Oh, and those Wheelie things that then turned into sand were beyond creepy!
6 – Whenever I have to speak to a teacher at school I feel like I’m 5 again and the child not the parent. Should I put my hand up to speak? I feel like I should be doing. I’m not grown up enough, Even though some of them look as if they’re about 15 years younger than me. Oh Gawd. I’m old.
7 – I love Christmas. Any excuse for a drink, mince pies and get togethers.
So that’s me.
I’m going to pass this honour along to
http://www.loveinthenest.co.uk and see what they come up with!