If I'm really honest I'm not a great one for awards. I'm really thrilled that some people enjoy my blog and my photos and it's a lovely compliment to be given an award. But then there are the conditions or stipulations. I've not had time to think about awards recently but Scriptor has just completed his 35 answers and on a whim of mellowness (it must have been the green tea with lemon and ginger I had earlier this evening - please don't tell anyone that I was drinking tea in the evening) I've decided to post on the awards I've received.
Firstly I should say that I apologise if my attitude seems ungrateful. I hope that you don't think that. I am. It's just that, well, I can't really explain. I'm just not an awards sort of person. Unless, of course, it's Croquet. I like getting Croquet awards. But then I suppose I feel that I've really earned them and I'm never sure that I feel I've earned ones for blogging. C'est la vie.
Anyway (sorry, I use that word a lot) the first one was from Scriptor Senex at Rambles From My Chair. He gave me An Award For Photographic Excellence on 4 October. It came with no stipulations nor imprecations nor strings. Thank you Brother.
Next on 14 October Dawn Treader passed on the Honest Scrap Award With or Without Stipulations saying: 'To GB at Eagleton Notes because his very honest blogposts and comments marked by British humour always make me smile and sometimes laugh. If you don't find him at home there, try his New Zealand blog, because he is about to travel again soon.' So really I'm acknowledging it on the 'wrong' blog. With this I am supposed to tell you ten things about myself that you don't already know.
And then on 5 November Pauline at The Paddock passed on in her posting Yey!! I'm a Real Blogger! the Your Blog is Over The Top award on the grounds that 'I like his cheerful, positive outlook on life and, oh boy, does he ever take good photos. And it's nice to know another blogger in NZ.' With this one I am supposed to answer 35 questions:I am supposed to pass each of the last two awards on to another blogger. And here I have a problem. I know an extremely small number of bloggers all of whom are well known to everyone else on my blog list. It's very incestuous. I don't have the huge circle of blog friends that many others have. I don't visit blogs outside of my small circle. What never? Well hardly ever. (With apologies to W S Gilbert). So I can't really pass them on even if I were so inclined.
But I shall indulge myself and tell you ten things about myself that you don't already know:
1 The only thing that I can think of that I can do equally well with both hands is use chopsticks.
2 All my swear words relate to bodily functions (Friend Who Knows Too Much pointed that out). I never use the F word and I never blaspheme (Wot never? Well, hardly ever).
3 I drink two mugs of green tea (usually with lemon or something else) when I get up, earl grey or lady grey with breakfast and red bush tea with lunch. Any other tea drinking is random. I drink black coffee without sugar the rest of the time.
4 I was born with my pension book in my hand. (So my Mum said). I didn't become young until my 61st birthday.
5 I have a love of pictures with people with their back to me looking out of windows.
6 I cannot conceptualise. I have no ability to hold an image in my head. I cannot 'see' images in my head.
7 I will not eat sweets shaped like Maltona Drops (Boiled round sweet with an indentation in top and slight malt flavour) ever since I got one stuck in my throat as a small child and nearly choked (I don't eat toffee either but that's for the rational reason that they pull my fillings out!)..
8 I've had a mobile (cell) phone since they were the size of a brick on wheels and I've always had the same number (apart from alterations to the prefix when numbers have been increased in size due to demand). Notwithstanding that it's only in the last 5 years or so I've been able to remember it.
9 I can remember the phone number of our home 65 years ago and my first car and the frame number of my bike when I was 11 (71512TH) but not the number of my current car here in NZ.
10 Happiness is dancing naked in the warm rain (preferably in the dark!).
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What a fun list of facts! This is great!
ReplyDeleteI am rather excited about your answers, Graham...because I knew what a few of them would be :)
ReplyDeleteI didn't realize that you can't place images in your head, but it's not uncommon - so I hear. My husband absolutely has not ability whatsoever to do this also; which tends to frustrate me, because I am one who describes everything. I do this because I cannot hold memory for names of things.
This was fun to read. I, too, am not one for awards but would keep the one from your brother as a treasure for my blog at Simply Joyful Photos.
My bad words are of the same, mostly for bodily functions and beavers :) - sometimes I say others but am REALLY hurting then, or totally ready to blow my top. Never in a million would I use the Name in vein though or anyone's...not ever.
I don't blame you a bit about the shape of Maltona Drops. Anything that reminds us of the inability to breath - forget it. Sammy (my oldest) would choke on lifesaver candies when he was little - they are like a tiny flat, round, lollipop with a hole in the center; that you aren't suppose to be able to choke on - but he seemed to find ways of choking on anything when he was little.
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Thank you. I enjoyed the list (especially since I do have the ability to see images in my head). Glad to be in your blog circle! Hug and a smile... /M.
ReplyDeleteDidn't know the bike frame number but I knew all the rest. I demand a more in depth list with the real 'dirt'.
ReplyDeleteHeather: Beavers??????
ReplyDeleteCJ: Moi? Real dirt?
Some interesting facts, there. I guess it would take some real "dirt" to surprise your brother. I suppose you will tell us there is none!
ReplyDeletePauline: If I said there was no 'dirt' then no one would believe me and CJ would know that I was not being truthful. So I can't say that. But, hey, who really wants to know that much about me anyway.
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