Five Things...

It would seem that this week’s theme, ‘5 things I don’t tell people about myself’, has caused a silence to descend on the blog. Perhaps abstaining from writing to this theme is better than revealing information we usually attempt to conceal from others, but I have delved into the depths of my strange mind and picked out five odd facts about myself that I don’t usually share but which I’m willing to admit to here.

1)      I stick my tongue out when I’m doing something that involves a lot of concentration. It’s an unconscious, involuntary, habit that I’ve had since I was little; and one which seems to run in the family: my grandpop used to do it, my dad does it, and even my three-year-old nephew has acquired the trait.

2)      I once stole a cat from outside one of the houses I used to delivery newspapers to. It was a longhaired cat, whose fur was badly matted, and which used to sleep outside in a cardboard box. I thought it needed saving, so I placed it in my newspaper bag, cycled home with it, and concealed it for over a week in our summerhouse. When my mother eventually discovered it, it was quickly returned to the owner.

3)      I’ve probably watched Bridget Jones and Bridget Jones: The Edge of Reason at least 200 times. Bridget is the person I turn to when I’m having a down-day. I can pretty much speak the words of the actors before they’ve actually spoken them, and I know a range of pointless details (for example, the name of the press company that Bridge works for in the first film). In fact, if I was ever to go on Mastermind, the Bridget films would probably be my specialist subject.

4)      When I started swimming lessons at four, I refused to go in the water because I was convinced there were sharks beneath the glistening, flickering surface. It took over a year to convince me I was wrong.

5)      I once spent over a week designing and drawing a ‘football stadium of the future’ for a Match magazine competition. I won first prize and received a Premiership football kit of my choice (obviously I pick a Coventry kit, because those were the days when we weren’t stuck in the unknown realms of League One).

Thank you for reading,

Lara