Unimportant

Yesterday I had a very sore eye and it was kind of bloodshot. I felt as though I had a piece of grit in it. I was not impressed by this at all and never did find out what caused it. Perhaps it is too much reading.

Rightio, well Tom Foolery tagged me to come up with six non-important things/habits/quirks about myself, so after a bit of thinking here they are...

1.Every morning I get up and put the kettle on, go in the bathroom, come back out of the bathroom, bring the water back to the boil and pour it on the tea bag and then leave it to brew while I get dressed. Sometimes I leave a cup of tea to brew for about 10 minutes. I like strong tea. (Remember that if you ever invite me round for a cuppa).

2. When I am walking along the pavement, if there is any sort of drain cover I will try and walk round it. I hate walking on drain covers ever since when I was about 7 years old I stood on a man hole cover and it gave way under me (it was broken rather than me being incredibly heavy).

3. When I was a (very young) child I used to drink while I was going to the toilet because I thought it would save me from having to go to the toilet so often. I never was much good at biology.

4. When I get home from work I like to watch Home and Away (the episode on Five Life at 6.30pm). I feel as though I have missed out on the winding down part of my evening if someone phones me during it or I don’t get home in time to see it.

5. I cannot ride a bike – and I can’t swim either. I am therefore never likely to become a triathlete.

6. When I have conversations with G, I very often sing my part of the conversation. Not necessarily tunefully or to a tune that anyone would recognise, but I sing it anyway. So if you can imagine me singing “what would you like for dinner?” and then G might ask what the options were and I would then sing a whole range of ingredients in response and the conversation/ singing would go on from there. I can keep this going for ages. There are a variety of tunes, which sometimes change according to the season – so in the run up to Christmas there tended to be a vaguely Christmassy like tune to the songs or I might pick a kind of operatic style and so on. There is no excuse for this except that it amuses me.

So there you have it. I am now meant to tag some people but I always get scared of doing that, so I will leave it to you take up the quest if you would like to do so. In case you are wondering the rules are:

Link to the person that tagged you. Post the rules on your blog. Share six non-important things/habits/quirks about yourself. Tag random people at the end of your post by linking to their blogs.