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 you’ve 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!
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..