Tuesday, 5 December 2006

six wierd things

Courtesy of Zilla, here are six things about me that some people might consider weird. Odd one really, as one person's wierdness is another person's normality. Or something. Anyway, here I go:

  1. I will not eat turnips. They are cow-food. It's just not right.
  2. I can talk to dead people, if necessary. Only if they want to too, of course.
  3. When B is away, I often wear a woolly hat in bed.
  4. I like to have the clocks in the house set at different times. Half an hour fast in the bedroom, twenty minutes fast in the bathroom, ten minutes fast in the kitchen. I am still continuously late for everything if I don't concentrate.
  5. One of my boobs is MILES bigger than the other - so much so that the nurse commented on it the first time I went for a breast exam. I was nineteen. I have kept my arms crossed continuously ever since.
  6. Until I was twenty six, I thought that the towers at fire stations were for the firemen to stand on top of to watch for fires.
Now I have to nominate six people - list six weird things about yourself. Strange habits, likes/dislikes, et cetera.. Pick six victims to tag likewise. Leave comments so they’ll know what’s up. Describe how the tagging works.

My victims are: Stegbeetle, Kitchen Witch, Mitey Mite, Ms Mac, Lisa and Imperatrix. No pressure and apologies if you've already done it and I haven't realised. And if anyone else wants to join in, leave a comment so I can come and visit ...

Tomorrow: Pictures of B's bottom and some excellent Science Fiction.

21 comments:

  1. Huzzah for wooly hats! Some ungodly percentage of our body heat escapes via the top of one's head. I think it's a fabulous idea...

    I'll take you up on it tomorrow. Today, I'm still reeling from my security question incident.

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  2. Huzzah for wooly hats! Some ungodly percentage of our body heat escapes via the top of one's head. I think it's a fabulous idea...

    I'll take you up on it tomorrow. Today, I'm still reeling from my security question incident.

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  3. "Until I was twenty six, I thought that the towers at fire stations were for the firemen to stand on top of to watch for fires."

    LOL - mind you, I'm laughing at your idea, but I don't have a clue what they really are used for.

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  4. "Until I was twenty six, I thought that the towers at fire stations were for the firemen to stand on top of to watch for fires."

    LOL - mind you, I'm laughing at your idea, but I don't have a clue what they really are used for.

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  5. I entirely agree with you about turnips but have to confess to wondering why you only wear the hat when he is away. Perhaps I have just been married too long! (Tomorrow. Am thinking but am really boringly normal.)

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  6. It's funny that you think of turnips as "cow's food." Remember, only a generation ago, many of you British folks felt that way about sweetcorn. ;-)

    To balance things out, I offer you my 96-year-old neighbor's assessment of pumpkin: "I never did learn to like it. When I was growing up, my daddy grew sweet potatoes for us. Pumpkins were for the hogs!"

    P.S. I was never crazy about turnips, but I grow them because they grow so well here. I have learned to make a really craveable turnip-and-bacon risotto (which we had last night...oooh, it is so good), and I like raw turnip shredded into a slaw with apple and pear.

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  7. It's funny that you think of turnips as "cow's food." Remember, only a generation ago, many of you British folks felt that way about sweetcorn. ;-)

    To balance things out, I offer you my 96-year-old neighbor's assessment of pumpkin: "I never did learn to like it. When I was growing up, my daddy grew sweet potatoes for us. Pumpkins were for the hogs!"

    P.S. I was never crazy about turnips, but I grow them because they grow so well here. I have learned to make a really craveable turnip-and-bacon risotto (which we had last night...oooh, it is so good), and I like raw turnip shredded into a slaw with apple and pear.

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  8. But aren't Cornish Pasties made with turnips? I thought they were. And humans can't live without eating a pastie a week. Vitamin P. No vitamin P and heaven knows what would happen. I'll look it up in Wikipedia in a minute.

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  9. But aren't Cornish Pasties made with turnips? I thought they were. And humans can't live without eating a pastie a week. Vitamin P. No vitamin P and heaven knows what would happen. I'll look it up in Wikipedia in a minute.

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  10. Bashed neeps with lots of butter, mmmmm

    My grandmother was Scottish and a WWI war bride. My Grandfather came from a family of 12 boys. When he brought his wife home, she was teased mercilessly. On the second night there was a big BBQ outside, corn on the cob was served. SHe jumped up and started berating the men for one tease too many. They hadn't a clue what she was on about as they tucked into the corn.

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  11. Bashed neeps with lots of butter, mmmmm

    My grandmother was Scottish and a WWI war bride. My Grandfather came from a family of 12 boys. When he brought his wife home, she was teased mercilessly. On the second night there was a big BBQ outside, corn on the cob was served. SHe jumped up and started berating the men for one tease too many. They hadn't a clue what she was on about as they tucked into the corn.

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  12. Pasties are made with *swede* which is entirely different. (Still mostly nasty apart from in pasties and the occasional stew in my opinion)

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  13. Swede is rutabaga, right? Huh. Am I making pasties wrong? I make them with turnip, potato, and lamb. And they are ridiculously good.

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  14. Well, who was to know that the Turnip Question would cause such a lot of debate? :).

    Firemen's towers are for them to practise running up and down and exercising their Special Skills in, I now believe. *passes Ms Mac some nice, soothing wet newspaper to lie down under and backs away nervously*

    I *think* that swede equates with rutabaga. I am dubious about that, as well, but will eat it under pressure / good manners.

    I completely agree with the Vitamin P hypothesis - the Village Shop does FANTASTIC pasties and I am becoming addicted. I CAN make my own ... but these are SO nice that it seems a shame.

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  15. Well, who was to know that the Turnip Question would cause such a lot of debate? :).

    Firemen's towers are for them to practise running up and down and exercising their Special Skills in, I now believe. *passes Ms Mac some nice, soothing wet newspaper to lie down under and backs away nervously*

    I *think* that swede equates with rutabaga. I am dubious about that, as well, but will eat it under pressure / good manners.

    I completely agree with the Vitamin P hypothesis - the Village Shop does FANTASTIC pasties and I am becoming addicted. I CAN make my own ... but these are SO nice that it seems a shame.

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  16. I finally wrote up my six things. (They're pretty lame, tho'.)

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  17. I finally wrote up my six things. (They're pretty lame, tho'.)

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  18. Lamb? LAMB?!! I hate to tell you but you certainly are making them wrong. Swede at the bottom, then potato, then onion, then beef skirt if you can get it (else braising steak) making sure to tuck a bit of meat into each corner.
    Don't know about rutabaga. And what is a mangel wurzel?

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  19. Lamb? LAMB?!! I hate to tell you but you certainly are making them wrong. Swede at the bottom, then potato, then onion, then beef skirt if you can get it (else braising steak) making sure to tuck a bit of meat into each corner.
    Don't know about rutabaga. And what is a mangel wurzel?

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