And finally...
21) I’m an impulsive and compulsive shopper. I often realise immediately I get home that I don’t actually need or want what I’ve bought, but am too lazy to return it. The local charity shops love me.
22) When people tell me their good news, I smile and say “How wonderful that you’re pregnant/have a brilliant new job/have met your soul mate!”, but secretly wonder when these things will happen for me. Or indeed if they ever will.
23) I don’t like a single sport. Watching or playing.
24) My favourite genre of film is horror. Not cool. Show me a movie where there’s supernatural goings on or a spot of slashing and I’m extremely happy. Unfortunately, none of my friends enjoy horror flicks and not a single one of my many ex boyfriends has appreciated them. I don’t much care. Watching them alone is fine, and means I can screech and jump to my heart’s content.
25) For my height - 5ft 6 - I have surprisingly small feet - a size 4. As well as being small, my feet are grotesquely wide. This means finding shoes can be difficult. Which is a shame, as buying shoes is one of my favourite things.
26) Regardless of the time of year or my footwear of choice, I always have painted toenails. They are almost always red, but tonight I painted them a rather insipid and not quite nice coral colour. Sadly, I am too lazy to re-do them.
27) Five years ago, I had a major crisis and called my mother in absolute hysterics. She told me to stop being a drama queen and said that she couldn’t talk for long as she and my brother were going off to have dinner at the local Beefeater. I could perhaps have understood her haste to get off the phone if they had a table booked at the Ritz, but the Beefeater? I still feel bitter about this, and haven’t ever asked for her help or support since.
28) I have never stolen anything from a shop. I do, however, regularly liberate pens, A4 pads and post-it notes from my office. But surely everyone does that?
29) When I concentrate hard, I tend to poke my tongue out of the right hand side of my mouth. I have been told that this makes me look cute. Really, I suspect it makes me appear more than a little retarded.
30) I have a shameful crush on Nigel Havers.
My List - The Killers
I have been a quite spectator of this event.
Thing that strikes me at this late timing is how regular Bob gets votes - it is like he has hired a vote getting company to hit him every x amount of minutes - this seems to have grown over the last 5-6 hours.
Hey - if that is the way Bob wants to win then that says everything about Bob.
Posted by: Tippler | Sunday, 29 July 2007 at 19:54
Sorry Tippler,
The last post was not from Tippler but from me.
He is my mate who uses my PC as he does'nt have one at home - another secret most people don't know, so at the moment, he doesn't know I posted the last post.
Oops , Sh*t Shine and Shinola , B*ugger.
Ian.
Posted by: Ian | Sunday, 29 July 2007 at 19:58
Or could it just be that Bob is the most popular housemate?
Posted by: Cat | Sunday, 29 July 2007 at 20:16
I am still using post it notes from my job than ended in 2003.... lol
Posted by: Alison | Sunday, 29 July 2007 at 20:19
It has often been said I look like Nigel Havers.......................only by me unfortunately.
Posted by: Supply Blogger | Sunday, 29 July 2007 at 20:43
A vote getting company. Yep, there's lots of them out there. http://tinyurl.com/32lybx
Whatever.
Anyway ... I'm not quite sure what a Beefeater's is, but next time you have a crisis (or want to go shopping) you call me and we'll go to the Ritz. x
Posted by: bob | Sunday, 29 July 2007 at 21:00
Alison, I like your style.
Supply Blogger, perhaps I'll join you in the Diary Room later...
Bob, Beefeaters are horrible restaurant things attached to grotty faceless hotels - like Travel Inns or Travelodges - which are part of a chain. The food is disgusting, and they always have children's play areas outside with plastic slides and the like.
And thank you, I will!
Posted by: Car | Sunday, 29 July 2007 at 21:28
Hmmm, I do enjoy a plastic slide .... but not in a crisis or when I'm shopping.
The Ritz it is. And since I'm teaching now and have no money, we'll have to resort to rectifying #28. It will be very "Breakfast at Tiffany's".
Posted by: bob | Sunday, 29 July 2007 at 21:50
Hi Cat,
You means Bob's that popular that he has had a total of 20 , YES 20 comments on his own blog for his last 10 posts.
Obviously very popular (and interesting).
Ian.
PS: common Tippler
Posted by: ian | Monday, 30 July 2007 at 14:12
I once had a dream I was marrying Nigel Havers and my mother was SO jealous she refused to come to the wedding.
Posted by: The Aunt | Monday, 30 July 2007 at 15:11
Ian, crikey, it's only a game...
The Aunt, I'm not sure what Mr Havers' marital status actually is, but if anyone's having a dream wedding to him it will be me!
Posted by: Cat | Monday, 30 July 2007 at 19:58
Yeah Cat,
But shouldn't their be some sort of level below which you wouldn't go to win - as you stated "it's only a game".
This is something he can't do on his blog because no-one goes there - but he can win with computer voting - well done BOB - Bloody Outragious Blogger
Posted by: ian | Monday, 30 July 2007 at 20:18
Oi Ian, twats aren't allowed round these parts, and I should know cos I'm the boss so piss right off. Plus, I don't think popularity is judged by volume of comments. Just like intelligence isn't judged by how well you can spell 'outrageous'. Or 'come on'.
Actually, it might be.
I'm just saying, like.
Posted by: Big Blogger | Monday, 30 July 2007 at 22:01
Just for the record, the Ian/Tippler thing was quite a funny scenario.
I DO use Ian's computer at his place as, although I have course have a PC, I am not online at home. Anyway, I must have still been logged on.
He told me that he'd inadvertently posted as me, but didn't tell me until about 7pm last night (Monday).
Fortunately, I'd already conceded defeat and had snuck out of the BB house to have a pint down the Brussels hostelry we frequent. Ian looked a bit sheepish...then he told me.
In the end we had a good laugh about it so I hope that's that.
Posted by: tippler | Tuesday, 31 July 2007 at 11:30