A meme - a meme...!

I do love reading memes that others have written. I suppose it's my inate nosiness. Is there a question you always wanted to ask someone? THAT'S the things that are out of my mouth before I can stop them! Well the super-interesting Marie at Oak Cottage has tagged me to write 6 random things about myself. I don't think I can find six whole things but let's give it a go:




1. I am nosey, might as well get that out of the way! Our neighbours are moving, or they were. They're not now, I asked. Their 'For Sale' sign had disappeared so I told them "Your For Sale sign has disappeared - have you changed your mind or was it stolen?" And they told me their whole story! Keith never knows anything unless he's been talking to someone for hours. Even then he never asks the right questions. I could write a book on "How to be Nosey - Politely".



2. I am the untidiest person in the world. Yes I am. I know you'll all be saying oh, you're NOT, never, I don't believe it, but it's true I fear. Everyone seems to have beautifully arranged houses but me. I always have to hide the newspapers under the cushions and kick the shoes under the sofa if a car pulls up outside.




3. I always wanted to play the piano. Or the violin. I always thought I could sing (I was deluded). I was never sent to lessons mainly, I suspect, because we always lived in a semi-detached house as kids and the neighbours wouldn't have liked me thumping or scraping away at whatever. They couldn't stop me squawking though - heh heh!!




4. I never wanted to be famous. Or rather, I did once until I was about 8 and then I decided that famous people never lived long. I was able recite a list as long as your arm of famous young people who died, including our budgie, who was famous in the street for pecking off the wallpaper, and Jesus. So I decided I would be a nurse instead!




5. I would rather talk to people on the phone when I speak to them for the first time. Face to face I get tongue-tied. It could be because I am very deaf and am always afraid of not hearing what someone is saying or, worse, mis-hearing them. The most embarrassing question in the world is "What did you think I said?". Please don't ever say that to a deaf person.




6. Last one, now what....I think I'm getting old. True!! You can never imagine not being young, can you? You never think that you'll ever think 'fings ain't wot they use to be'. Policemen getting younger? Piffle and balderdash. And as for your doctor being young enough to be your son.........What happened to the kindly, grey haired old buffers who were entitled to ask you awkward questions? My hairdresser said I remind her of her mum. Thankfully nobody has yet said I remind them of their Grandma!





So there we are, hardly riveting stuff but I tried! Now then, here's where I am supposed to move on from being pickee to being picker. Here's what you do:









# Link to the person who tagged you.




# Post the rules on the blog




# Write six random things about yourself.




# Tag six people at the end of your post




# Let each person know they have been tagged by leaving a comment on their blog.




# Let the tagger know when your entry is up.




Here are my 6:


Raquel of Kitchen Mysteries


Marlene of stitchinbythelake.blogspot.com


Lura of http://grammysnews.blogspot.com/


Jan of whatdoIwanttocooktoday





Ah, that's 4 - well, as a new girl I'm a bit stuck for people I think might play along. There are lots of blogs I read but I don't know if they would like to be pickees.



All for now - I do lookforward to seeing what you wrote!

Angie