Six Quick Quirks January 31, 2008
Posted by Jen in : Bits and Pieces , trackbackI’ve been tagged. Not by the police, of course; always one step ahead of the law, me. Tagged, in actual fact, by Liz and Sarah and Angie. I know, too many ‘ands’ but it makes me feel more popular than a shorter list with commas.
So. Share six non-important things/habits/quirks about yourself.
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I had some cold Shepherds Pie for breakfast today. I didn’t have wine with it though.
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I am too scared to go to coffee shops on my own. I have never done it, ever, even though I really want to. I panic: do I wait for the coffee or do they bring it over? What if I wait and get the coffee and then there’s nowhere to sit? There just seem to be too many things that could go terribly wrong.
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I am rather rubbish at supermarket shopping. I can only buy what I fancy eating that very day which means the pantry’s always empty except for dog food and out-of-date muesli that I clearly do not fancy very much at all.
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I never fancy film stars/pop stars/celebrities. This, I believe, is due to two traumatic incidents in my childhood: a) My heartless mother ripping down my beloved David Soul poster when she was in a rage about something or other (but which David Soul was probably not responsible for). b) Discovering that the super-duper Nick Beggs from KajaGooGoo was a Christian and therefore unlikely to want to marry a 13-year-old schoolgirl.
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Erm… I am never, ever on time for anything. If I actually leave home before I’m supposed to arrive wherever I’m going, I think I’m doing quite well. I’m not. Obviously.
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At primary school, I came last in every sporting event on every single occasion. The only exception to this rule was a running race on Sports Day when I was 10. I was nearly crying with joy to be only second-last until I saw that Sarah Skittrall had fallen down a molehole. I was really glad she was in the hole. I’m still glad.
I’m sure everyone has already done this. I’m, um, a little late with it…
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OMG I love sitting in coffee shops on my own…..it always makes me feel really grown up!! (Although the thought of going to the cinema by myself…….. *shudders*)
Loved loved LOVED the Bill Bailey clip – he is so funny…..bizarre…..but very funny (I think he may hate Chris De Burgh even more than I do!!)
C x
I don’t like coffee shops on my own either. I always feel conspicuous, like Laney No Mates when everyone else is having cosy chats.
I wonder if Sarah Skittrall ever got out of that hole:-)
No wine with breakfast? … now there’s an interesting idea.
I love your six things – funny as always. I can now sit in coffeeshops on my own, but it took me some time to not feel silly.
Shepherd’s Pie for breakfast? Fascinating.
Carol – I’d feel grown up too if I were grown up enough to get in there in the first place. I do suspect it’s ruining my life? Bill Bailey is ace, isn’t he? I might invite him round for tea. Would you like to come too?
Lane – Poor Skitty. Not. Har ha ha haa. Can’t imagine why I am Jenny No-Mates, can you? (But yes, that’s another reason. V important reason. Sigh.)
Helen – wine for brekkie would not be a good idea. Vodka’s best – doesn’t turn the cheeks rosy.
Angie – maybe I should practice then? We can’t be a proper writers until we write in coffee shops, can we?
I don’t like coffee shops, at all. (So there).
Shepherd’s Pie for brekkie? Now you’re talking
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You and bill Bailey have made me laugh loads already, and I’m not meant to be doing this at all at the moment, no good, I’ll have to come back later.
I’ve not tried cold shepherds pie for breakfast, but I have a weakness for cold mashed potato which I break off in lumps when going to the fridge on another pretext. Cold macaroni cheese is rather spesh too.
Thanks for visiting mine. I don’t recognise a single other on your blogroll, which is quite unusual…
It’s been forever since I last ate Shepards Pie. God, I’m hungry!
I’m always late for everything ever too. Even if I set out on time I always think think, oh look how early I am, let me just pop into the supermarket and buy whatever (chocolate usually)…and inevitably arrive extremely late.
My fridge/kitchen cupboards depesses whoever opens them. Always bare bare bare. If I was locked inside my house and couldn’t ever get out I calculate I would live 12 hours before dying of hunger.
But I always fancy pop/film stars. I also always fancy anyone who crosses my path. Not fussy me.
And I’m not blogging or commenting or even saying anything about the fact that you are posting. Disappointed is all I have to say. Disappointed!
I find coffee shops intimidating on my own too. I find it helps to always, always have reading matter to hand for such occasions. Like a ‘blanky’! Sometimes I find clothes and shoe-shops intimidating for the same reason. Sometimes I don’t. Depends what side of the bed I got out of I think.
Bill Bailey is fab. A clever guy. Thanks for the clip. I hadn’t seen that one before. I think my favourite of his is the BBC news theme as a rave tune.
I’ve never tried Shepard’s Pie for breakfast – I feel that I’ve deprived myself of something rather more interesting than Rice Crispies! LOL re SS in the mole hole on sports day. I too was always last, though my sister was always first and showed off terribly.
I love these, all of them are perfectly perfect (I have a way with words, clearly)
Please will you be my new best friend? Please.
Karen – how odd that you dislike coffee shops! I’m so feeble, I can’t bear going anywhere on my own. Pathetic in the extreme.
Lucy – I’m loving your blog, it’s fabulous. Can’t wait for the day when I can run away to France so your blog is drip-feeding me in the meantime. Mmmm, cold mash is yum – especially if it’s all lovely and cheesy. Cereal is so drab.
Pacha – not fussy, eh? An Unfussy Hussy. Hmmm. Sounds like a good title for a novel. Glad to see you’re concentrating on the re-write and not blog commenting at all. Was glad to see it on all the other blogs you read too!
Nez – maybe a blanky is what I need? Put over head and quiver quietly. Simple. And I quite agree with you about the BBC News theme; he’s brilliant. My boys love his Kraftwerk version of the Hokey Cokey too.
Debs – Any sort of leftovers is preferable to Rice Crispies to start one’s day, surely? Horrid being the sports dunce, isn’t it? I reckon there’s a plaque up at St Peter’s Primary School proclaiming me as the all-time lowest achiever
Caroline – you can be my best friend so long as you promise to fall down a hole during any running races we may encounter. You certainly do have a way with words. Have you ever considered becoming a writer? (Am going to feel your foily paperback in Tunbridge Wells this morning!)
Cold shepherd’s pie? Super yum. My favourite is cold lasagne, from the pan. I came last in all sporting events too, no matter how hard I tried. I will also never forget the shame of being sent of the games field for wielding the hockey stick like a golf club lol.
Love shepherd’s pie for breakfast, looking forward to such strangeness now that I have time off. And I HATE supermarket shopping. To the extent that I would rather spend a ton in the local corner shop than go into one of those evil places.
Sarah Skittrall popped her head out of one of the mole holes in our garden, just the other day. She said she was a bit lost. I pointed her in the direction of Papua New Guinea, so you should be free of her nauseatingly competitive presence for a while.
Word count creeping up very impressively!
Mya x
Oh yes!! You just reminded me!
Man steckt die linke Arm ein,
die linke Arm aus.
Ein, aus, ein, aus. Man springt es alles um.
Man macht das Hokey-Kokey und man dreht sich herum.
Das ist die ganze Sache.
Ja, das Hokey-Kokey.
Ja, das Hokey-Kokey.
Ja, das Hokey-Kokey.
Knien gebogen, Armen gestreckt.
Ra. Ra. Ra.
Don’t worry – I don’t actually KNOW that off by heart – I had to google for it. (Although that also suggests a slight level of strangeness!)
Jen, it’s all you fault that I’ve just spent the last half hour on KagaGooGoo’s official webpage – I was in lust with Limhal though (not Nick – and have you seen the state of him now?!)…how sad!
Ms Hulluballoo – cold lasagne, oh yes please! It’s almost better cold and stodgy than it is hot… You sound most scary when in possession of a hockey stick. Actually, most people are quite scary when in possession of a hockey stick. An evil, evil game.
Yvonne – I quite agree; my village shop does depressingly well out of me. I’m too disorganised to live 40 minutes from a sensible shopping emporium.
Mya – Papua New Guinea will, I suspect, suit her very well. Well done you! And yes! I’m going to finish The Novel this week!
Nez – I can’t believe you found the lyrics! You are sooo cool and truly not strange at all.
Hannah – Limahl is definitely cuter now than Nick Beggs. I (oh, the shame!) found Nick Beggs’ MySpace yesterday and nearly cried. Tragic. Thank God I didn’t marry him! Cor, those were the days, eh? Sigh.
Jen,
There’s an award over at mine for you.
JJx