Twenty Random Things
How random can thinking 20 random things of me be? In the first place, I’m influenced by having read 20 random things about others. And, secondly, I’m biased towards the more eccentric and ‘interesting’ things about my life. Even if I happened to be the most boring person on the planet, I’d rather you thought I was fascinating and a judicious choice of ‘random’ things would help create that impression. I did say ‘judicious choice’ not lies!
Anyway, here goes:
- I love hot, spicy foods yet I don’t like hot mustard; I love most cheeses including the ‘smelly’ ones but I don’t like the ‘blue-veined’ types.
- When I was 10, I wanted to be called Gavin as I had a crush on a boy of that name.
- When I was 6, I only invited one girl to my birthday party as I had a crush on her. She didn’t come.
- I prefer thin, narrow ties to the wider sort. This has nothing to do with fashion. In the seventies and eighties, when wide ties were fashionable, I sought out narrow ones from charity shops. When they came back into fashion, I bought them from regular outlets. If work still required that I wear a tie, I’d still be wearing them even though they are unfashionable again.
- As a child, I was thrown off a horse and cracked my head open on a stable wall. I wore a large metal ‘staple’ in my skull for months afterwards.
- I don’t have a thing for redheads yet my wife, both children and ex boyfriend of 7 years (first proper boyfriend) are all redheads.
- My favourite ice cream flavour is vanilla.
- Enid Blyton taught me to read Portuguese – when I ran out of English ‘Famous Five’ novels I borrowed Portuguese translations of those I had not read from my Portuguese-speaking friends.
- I lost one sort of virginity at 11.
- I lost another sort at 16.
- I only realised I was South African when I was 27. Until then I had thought of myself as Mozambiquan or British. It took moving to live in the UK for me to realise that I’m South African.
- I can’t really sympathise with death. If friends suffer the death of someone close, I go through the right motions and make the right noises but I don’t actually feel anything emotionally. This must have something to do with my losing many loved ones when very young.
- I seriously despise bigots, authoritarians, self-importance, and snobs, yet have snobbish tendencies of my own.
- In grade 2 I was seriously reprimanded for calling a mixed race classmate the k-word yet my neighbours and best friends were mixed race.
- When I was 6, a friend’s mother contacted my mother to say that I’d stolen Kool-Aid from their kitchen. I was horribly embarrassed. In my late teens, I stole money from a friend and felt justified by the fact that I had next to no money and he did.
- I was head boy of my primary school – there were only 4 boys in the senior class; I was a hostel prefect at high school yet often sided with the other pupils against the teachers one of whom once referred to me as a Satanist because I listened to Black Sabbath.
- I went through a very religious (Christian) phase at 13 but turned towards psychology and Eastern religions a year later. I abandoned all that in my late teens.
- With a great deal of concentration, I could probably still get both my legs around my neck. I am, however, still supple enough to…
- Thinking about my children and the fact that I don’t see them often will often bring me to tears.
- Up until 30, I was rather skinny. Although I’m not fat (but I’m fatter than slim), I still feel like a thin person.
Hey, this gets easier and easier after a while! Because I’m limited to 20, I’m now tempted to replace some of the random things with more ‘interesting’ ones. No, I haven’t!
Buddess, of the 9 ½ toes, tagged me with this task, the cow! For the time being, I’ll not be tagging anyone. This may change in the next day or so.