I’ve been back to Here be Dragons twice now, citing incapacity, incompetence (or was it incontinence?) and a sudden sighting of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse as reasons for not quite getting on with this tagging business and so, while I sit here poised to scare the bejabbers out of my visiting rats (I’ll tell you later but it involves a remote spray, an infra-red control and better eyesight than I can claim), I’ve decided to stop procrastinating.
So this is the deal, I answer a series of questions in an entertaining manner not necessarily fully acquainted with the truth and you have a good giggle. Then I zap you with a tag so you have to expose your own inner twitchings in a like manner on your own blog. Gettit? Good, here we go then:
1. If you could have any superpower, what would you have? Why?
That’s got to be the beamy uppy thing, the ability to instantaneously travel between two points without having to take an umbrella or an Oyster card (London reference, I don’t have one and don’t know how to buy tickets in London because I don’t know what the zones mean. Fix it, Boris!)
2. Who is your style icon?
Definitely Joanna Lumley. I’d like to think I can make the distinction between her and Patsy but it isn’t always that easy. Glamour? Tart? Tart? Glamour? Hm. Trouble is, I can fall over without the alcohol so the thing about sheep, lambs and public hangings rather leads me to go for self-expression and deal with the flak later.
3. What is your favorite quote?
Sophia Loren, asked how she managed to look glamorous at her age (70s and there’s no record of what injuries were sustained by the reporter who asked) said ‘Stand up straight and don’t make old people noises’. I’m reaching the stage where this is becoming relevant, particularly in light of #2 above.
4. What is the best compliment youβve ever received?
My boss, without warning, told a conference of professional clinicians and scientists that our department had in it a number of notables with national reputations and that mine was international. I burst into tears!
5. What playlist/cd is in your CD player/iPod right now?
Kasabian, Nine Inch Nails, Kings of Leon, the Baseballs, Faithless, Lady GaGa, The Burns Unit, Black Rebel Motorcycle Club, Gorillaz, and the BBC Dr Who Prom. In case you aren’t from round here, we like to keep the plebs away from classical music except at prescribed times. These times happen during September each year when the Royal Albert Hall is opened up (foot baths and nit-combs are available at the entrances) to The Great Unwashed of the country and we get to hear the likes of Elgar, Mussorgsky, Puccini, and, latterly, Murray Gold who writes the scores for Dr Who. No kidding though, ‘Song of Freedom’ is just exquisite and the version sung on the night by Mark Chambers is quite remarkable. Tonight is the (in)famous ‘Last Night’ when flag-waving, pogo-ing, and random balloon-popping accompany The Sailor’s Hornpipe, Land of Hope and Glory, and something nobody will understand that involves hitting percussion instruments with bits of industrial debris. Avant Garde, I think they call it. Very worthy.
6. Are you a night owl or a morning person?
When I started training to be a nurse, I remember looking at the shift schedule and thinking ‘There are two 7.30s?!’ I’ve since managed to order my life to allow for a more natural rhythm and what has emerged, largely due to the elimination requirements of dogs, is a nocturnal preference interrupted by early enough mornings to avoid a mess on the carpet. It works for me.
7. Do you prefer dogs or cats?
I have both but I suspect I identify more with cats. Just keep that to yourselves though, would you? My dogs are watching…
8. What is the meaning behind your blog name
What is my blog name? Oh yes, conboy-hill-fiction. Well, it’s tediously obvious I suppose but I came to it with great trepidation as I hadn’t ‘outed’ myself as a writer and, indeed, could offer no evidence that there was anything worth ‘outing’ so it was a bit risky when set alongside my other life (international reputation, dontcha know!!). However, one OU course under my belt, another about to start, and the tiniest of publications out there in the wild (theNOT) and I’m ready to front it up – verily, I do write fiction! And I don’t mean my court reports and scientific papers thank you!
So, that’s my offering, now it’s your turn. Brace yourselves Linda Cassidy Lewis, Sweepy Jean, Amy Nichols, Christie Craig, andΒ Cathryn Grant, seems you’re up next!
Meanwhile, I’ve been looking for somewhere to park this ruddy cat and I’m delighted to award it to Here be Dragons for providing me with a distractor while lurking behind the double glazing with a zapper to scare a couple of cheeky rats off my bird table!
In case the text is a mess of arcane scribble from where you’re sitting, it says ‘Blog award for cattitude, scattitude, or downright scattalogitude’. ie. feisty, funny, or flippin’ mucky! No idea how to deliver it though so contain yourselves please..
That was brilliant. Okay, worried about the visiting rats. Tell the cat to do something about that…think he/she/it? is forgetting about its feline job.
I don’t get zones either. There’s a 60p difference to travel by tube if you get off in Highgate instead of Archway. Guess Boris figures everyone in Highgate is posh and can afford this difference in pay grrrr.
Love the proms except not on the last night, when it’s just too much flag waving though I suppose that can be fun if you’re feeling REALLY patriotic.
Love Joanna Lumley but I always just think of her as Patsy…hmmm and damn, I better stop making old people’s noises when I get up or sit down then.
I bow down to your great taste in music…Kasabian, NIN, Faithless and even Lady Gaga, I must admit…I like her though I shouldn’t. Think she’s cool anyway…
Thank you for my feline again π
There are five cats and two dogs and not a ratter amongst them. I’m thinking of stopping their pocket money, in fact!
Lady GaGa – not a guilty pleasure, in my view but someone who genuinely writes and whose appearances are not so much shows as installations. I’ll make an exception for the trance re-mixes though – pure indulgence!
Yes, definitely no pocket money for them. Tell the cats they should be ashamed. (hmm now I am wondering where they keep their pocket money since cats/dogs have no pockets…)
I love all the weird looks she comes up actually. She should shock people one day by showing up in jeans a tee shirt lol.
Don’t know about no pockets, cats have got that ‘up periscope’ thing going on that involves a great deal of detailed ferreting about in the mid-riff region! Dogs though, always leave their wallets at home if you take them to the pub!
I think I understood about 30% of your answers. π Are you sure you want to tag boring old me? Anyway, thanks for the honor and I’ll get right on it. Truth optional.
It was a bit True Brit, wasn’t it?! Time to get your own back then! And you, boring? Don’t want to think what riveting looks like then!
I love #3 and got chills with #4, identify with #8 and you gave me a laugh regarding your papers.
Thanks for the tag, mine is up.
Chills? Crikey! And not rat-related! Off to look at yours now…:)
I love no. 3 as well π And, thanks for the tag! Those are fun questions; I hope I can come up with some fun answers! π
Go girl! π
That quote is golden! I must remember that π
Suzanne, Too many weeks later, I’m finally answering these questions. Look for my post tomorrow! Thanks for the fun π
Never too late, a delight to have you here as always π