Okay, so I’ve been tagged again. This time by Jay over at The Depp Effect. For those not in the know, this is a little game that us bloggers play where we send little tasks or challenges to each other. Mine is to tell six random things about myself. Here goes:
As usual I’m going to be all rebellious and pass my tag on to you guys. So, comments please, then. 6 random things about you. The weirder the better. Off you go, then.
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1. At the age of six I assured Lady Baden Powell that I was not a cub “I was a little boy”
2. Once had a wave swipe my swimming togs on Doolin beach and had to run, scarlet and naked, through the sun bathers back to my towel.
3. In a gents once, peeing next to Michael O Kennedy, then a minister, said chattily “You look familar, do you work in a shop in town?”
4. Assured a whole room-full of dinner guests (and saved my hostesses ass) by telling them that the hopelessly overcooked rice they were eating was the Hawaiian speciality “POI”
2. To blow off steam in advance of exams I once climbed to the top of the mountain behind our house in a gale and shouted into the wind. My dog sat, shivered and looked at me as if I was a crazy person.
3. I was a big fan of Adam Ant, my grandmother disapproved as she reckoned he was gay and on drugs. Turns out she couldn’t have been more wrong (profoundly heterosexual and avoided drink and drugs due to bipolar disorder).
4. In a similar vein, she thought my listening to Musical Youth was grand as they seemed like nice boys. Pass the dutchie….
5. The worst job I ever had to do was help my uncle catch and treat sheep with maggots. Literally you can see them crawling in and out of the animals flesh.
6. I got thrown into a ditch of nettles by one of our neighbours because I stuck chewing gum in his sons hair. In fairness I deserved it.
1. I got a tatoo as well. On my arm. Its a Celtic band and I love it. Would love to see a pic of yours.
2. I rode a motorcycle down the N11 yesterday at 155mph. (Dont tell the garda as it wouldnt be the first time they’ve chased me for speeding)
3. I once put my hand down a used toilet to get a girls ring she’d dropped in there. I was only 12 and in love with her so it was a mission of mercy (and self interest)
4. I have a thing for skull and crossbones. I keep seeing them everywhere. Must be the pirate in me
5. I’ve been fishing for years and never caught a thing (altho’ my mates keep slagging me about catching crabs, sorry!) . I reckon there’s no fish in the Irish Sea but everyone else reckons I’m just crap.
6. Oh and I’m addicted to coffee.
ThriftCriminal – I loved Adam Ant. Poor guy, he went through hell, didn’t he? And Musical Youth? BWAHAHAHAHA!
Martin – love No. !
And Aidy … 155mph? Tut, tut … I’ve done somewhere between 80-90mph (the examiners on the bike test like to see that you’re capable of a bit of speed when necessary so the instructors MAKE you do it for the bike test here) but that’s a whole lot of speed. Wow.
Thrifty: Ew maggots and ow, nettles! Great punishment – bet you didn’t do that again. I love the idea of hollering into the wind though – very stress reducing no doubt!
Aidy: Mine is a collection of weird black splodges – supposedly Celtic, but more ‘early toddler playing with paint’ methinks. I LOVE skulls and crossbones! Although I’ve just got rid of the one on the header as I thought it was too cluttered. We have a stone with a skull and crossbones outside our house. It’s a kind of warning: visitor beware. Lol. 155? You rebel.
Jay: Phew, I’m glad I’m not the only child abuser!! I adore motorbikes. If I had enough money I’d have one tomorrow. I used to have one of those little 50cc things designed to look like a teeny trials bike. It was my pride and joy. Fell off a lot though!
2. I also have a tattoo – on my back. It’s a dragon.
3. I’ve never broken a bone either – but I’ve broken several people’s toes playing hockey. I’m one of life’s givers.
4. I can’t drive.
5. My favourite sandwich used to be plastic white bread, cream cheese and Frazzle crisps. I was a student at the time.
6. Er, that’s it! I have nothing else random to tell you at the moment! Will be back if I think of anything
2. Therefore I
3. Cannot
4. Do it
5. All over
6. Again.
heh heh heh…
TMcD: Filthy copout. I’ll have to pop over and have a look at yours now. Ooer!
OMIGOD!
You were THAT close to NC?
Jealous!
Six things:
1) I can’t spell nessecary/neccessary/whatever
2) I have been arrested twice (guesses on a postcard)
3) I bite my nails until bloody and infected (yum!)
4) SHs poem “Mid Term Break” makes me blub like a girl
5) I have fought the same chap in work twice and won both times (!)
6) False tan both scares and intrigues me
1. Me niether/neither/whatever.
2. Lemme guess… Driving offences? Some weird political thing? Armed robbery?
3. Yes you do. And it’s gross.
4. Who’s SH?
5. I know. For one so teeny you’re quite the Hulk Hogan.
6. Me too. Although I don’t want to be a walking satsuma.
2. My Grandfather was harbourmaster for Dublin port before he died tragically at the age of 34 leaving my grandmother and seven children behind.
3. I shared a pint with Chrissie Hind of ‘The Pretenders’ while watching a Shania Twain set …. we both laughed hard.
4. I’m terrified of spiders to the point where I once swapped rooms at college with a friend because I saw a spider run under my bed.
I sat there with a bat for two hours waiting for him to come back out and eventualy decided to move.
5. I’ve danced to ‘Native New Yorker’ in Studio 54 while wearing a white suit.
6. I’ve featured in the gossip column at the back of the Sindo several times…yeuch!.
4.
OK… number 6 of the set – I can’t roll my ‘r’s. Never have been able to and I’m very jealous of all who possess that magical ability.
Hang your head.
Ah, the arrestings…
#1 – U-locked myself to the Dáil gates and told a cross garda ‘frig leat’. Don’t ask son # 2 for the translation.
#2 – Not getting ‘passive resistance’ at all, kicked a spat like a Hellcat whilst being borne away from yet another demonstration. Knocked garda bonnet off. Hard.
Every day, I pray that My Darling Boy, who wants to be a garda (!) will take after C and not give a Damn about Whales/Torture/Equality/Whatever.
Wee Jen – sorry to sound like a Stalker but what did he smell like? Were you that close? Drooooooooooooool!
Wee One: Ah I can do that. I always wanted to do the splits and I don’t think I’ll ever achieve that though. Heh.
Martin: That was me, but I loved your post. Classic. And thanks for the link.
I promise you, I will NEVER let you speak to my Mum.
I got spanked for #2 – and I was SEVENTEEN!!!!!
2 I have broken my hand, arm, ankle, nose, four knee operations, two nose, one ear, one foot and a hip operation !
3 I have showered with Neil Morrisey
4 Salmon will kill me, I am very allergic
5 I’m married to a Slovakian
Moon: Blimey, you’re the bionic man. Any titanium? The Disreputable One has titanium knees and the smalls think it’s hilarious to whack them so they clank. He’s a nightmare in those bloody things at airports – in and out like the hokey cokey. And who’s Salmon? Heh.
and I’ll deserve every minute of it!……actually I was only there by association…I ain’t a ‘sleb I just know a few and these goons who shadow write that muck will latch onto ANYTHING!.
I love anyone who has the neck to lock themselves to the Dáil gates….
1. I’ve been to every continent excluding Antarctica.
2. I’ve swum with Dolphins in Hawaii.
3. I went to a stage school.
4. I’ve met Patrick Swayze.
5. My first pet was a horse called Bruno.
6. I know a Hells Angel (or ex one).
1. I flew a plane once (An ickle Katana plane) and the instructor taught me a neat anti-gravity trick. He plunged the plane towards earth so fast, it got a pen in my hand to float in mid-air! ‘Twas kewl. He wouldn’t let me do it more than twice though. Chicken.
2. My first car had ‘On a Mission’ written on the front screen, and a tweetybird by the petrol cap. I called the car ‘Petal’.
3. I once drowned a rabbit I was looking after by neglecting it and letting it fall into the pond. Rabbits can’t swim.
4. I was on TV when I was twelve for winning a photography competition with a photo I didn’t actually take.
5. My workplace’s Christmas party is coming up next month. (May??! WTF?)
6. I used to love eating Andrew’s Liver Salts right out of the tub when I was a teenager. The fizz gave me a buzz.
1. I once stole a wooden spoon from Woolworth’s. It cost 19p, but it was Christmas, the queues were really long and I didn’t want to wait…
2. I have dived with great white sharks.
3. My Grandad used to feed me Rennies as though they were sweets.
4. My liver is huge – it fills all of my abdomen.
5. I have pet toads.
6. I like cheese on toast with marmalade – go try it, it is really yummy!
Message for Jen.. Northchurch Cricket Club.. my spiritual home
Also, been locked in a loo in Cuzco for 3 hours (peru for you non edumicated people !)
Em: Swimming with dolphins! *squeaks like a girl* You lucky lucky lucky!!! Stage school? Do you do the ‘twist and FLICK!’ thing that Elle does in Legally Blonde?!
Wee One: Right, that’s it. You two Jennifers are banned from talking about how Nick Cave smells from now on.
K8: Wow, they ARE random! Aw poor rabbit. My mad brother killed our tortoise by cleaning it with lime out of the garage. And I don’t mean the citrus fruit, I mean the evil powder. Loving your new tattoo by the way. It’s fantastic.
Bugs: A wooden f*cking spoon? Jeez girl. Of all the things to steal!! And you’re going to have to explain the liver thing now too x
Moon: Locked in a loo!!! And I thought being a knob didn’t run in the family. Heh.
As for the liver, it is the reason behind the not a baby bump and the Special Offer of the Day. I have a polycystic liver and its ever increasing size is due to the development of many cysts throughout the organ. Not deadly, but bloody annoying, embarrassing, uncomfortable and the reason you will never see me in a bikini!