Sharon K tagged me! I have never been tagged before, so am rather excited. I spent the mornings walk into work pondering these questions.
What were the three things you wanted to be when you were growing up?
A Nurse. I read a lot of girls story books written in the 50’s and 60’s while I was growing up, such as ‘Cherry Ames’, and I thought it would all be darling white caps, starched aprons, and marrying a doctor!
An Author. And still I love to write, need to write even, perhaps as much as reading or more so. One day, one day.
A Teacher. You see where books lead you? From some second hand shop or the other I bought a set of big thick books by Enid Blyton, which were about being a primary school teacher- lovely worksheets for your pupils to colour in, nature walks and the like. And immediately I had my dolls all lined up for morning register!
You can relive one day from your childhood, what would it be?
Just an ordinary day I think, quite early primary school. Kicking through the leaves on the walk to school, home to my family, story time, bath time, bed. No homework yet to worry about, yet my little brother would have been born so the whole family would be there. Mum’s lovely dinners, the feeling that all is right with the world; that would be the day I would relive.
You have 2 minutes and a mover with you if you need heavy lifting help, to grab 5 things from your home before it morphs into a polka dotted hobgoblin and hops away. What will you take. (Food/drink/family/friends excluded)
This one gave me much thought. Assuming I am wearing my engagement ring (because I never take it off) and our little pet snake will slither away on his own), I would take:
The only letter Carl has ever written me. He is much more verbal than a writing notes kind of guy. But he wrote me one, one anniversary.
My Tiffany Pen. It is a handbag pen in Tiffany Blue, I had it for my 21st birthday. My Mum has a fountain pen that she had as a little girl and she still uses now. I want this to be my pen that my children see me using that I have from when I was younger.
A Knitted Easter Chick that my (now sadly departed) Gran knitted me one Easter. It is the kind that you put a crème egg up its insides! It wears a little ribbon bonnet. I have been teaching myself to knit these just recently.
What Katy Did as it was my Mums, from her Mum, and because I loved reading it when I was younger.
My collection of papers. What papers could these be? Nothing more or less than patterns I have photocopied from old magazines for little soft toy mice, or recipes from books, interesting bits clipped from newspapers, dresses that I think I would like to buy one day, things I have read on peoples blogs and saved for later…but could I grab them in 2 minutes? I have a habit of not organizing these bits in folders, or categories or even a box. No no, I tend to sandwich them in the backs of books and so on. Often has a friend of mine mentioned some subject of another, and I have taken down a completely unrelated book, to retrieve one of my little bits from the back of it!
You have to paint one quote on your kitchen wall. What would it be?
One of the newer libraries here has quotes painted along the handrail as you go up the stairs. I think that is really nice. So I would throw myself into painting quotes on my kitchen wall, were I not in a rented flat! But the quote…perhaps something foody? Because of the kitchen connection. Maybe a Nigella quote? Hmmm. I see the paint drying on the paint brush long before I have decided on a quote!
What is the one thing you want to accomplish by the end of the year?
One thing? One thing? How can I choose? Well then, perhaps to be more decisive, if that can be described as an accomplishment?
You are moving to the moon for one year and can only bring one flower with you. What flower will it be?
Well this is not helping me become more decisive at all! I love peonies, although I hate saying the word peony- it feels strange in my mouth. I adore the scent of violets, and freesias, and right now I have a constant vase of daffodils on my windowsill. How to choose, how to choose? Right now, daffodils I think, as their cheerful faces make me cheerful too.
You just received word that beside the one flower you can bring 5 books. What books would you bring?
Again, only five?!
Rivals by Jilly Cooper. What can I say? Should I be slung out of the library for confessing that I love a good light read for in the bath tub?
A Good Knitting Pattern Book So that I can merrily knit away.
Pride and Prejudice Because I can read it again and again and I have and I will continue to do so! And I can sit on the moon and sigh for Darcy…
Gone with the Wind Because it is good and thick! And I love the story very much.
And one at random from my bookshelves. Maybe a Nigella as I happily read her cookbooks like novels; maybe a Little House on the Prairie, maybe one of my old sewing and embroidery books from the 30’s….or perhaps The Enchanted April which I do not own….yet!
Tagging 3 lucky people
I have so enjoyed this! But I am not sure how many people read my blog, or how many of those would like to be tagged…
Alison I am tagging you unmercilessly I am afraid, as I should love to know what books you would take up there to the moon!
And my other two taggees- an open invite to anyone who reads me and would like to be tagged!
Thanks Sharon, this was so much fun!