I was just catching up on my reading when a mish-mash of followed links took me here. I thought it seemed interesting so I decided to have a go at it myself.
Do you have a nickname? No. I’m sometimes the target for abuse from family members, particularly my wife and children, but have no permanent alternative name.
If you could live anywhere in the world where would you be? I like the Fens, but they can be a bit breezy and the windchill factor is no joke in winter. I’d still like to live in the Fens from April to October, because I like the large skies and the flatness, but would like to live somewhere warmer for the rest of the year.
What is one thing most people don’t know about you? If I told you that then it wouldn’t be one thing most people don’t know about me.
If you could have dinner with one person living or dead who would it be? I’d quite like to have dinner with Siegfried Sassoon, but I’m not certain he’d care to have dinner with me. The Honourable Galahad Threepwood would be a suitable alternative.
What is the one food you will always order when you go out to eat? Scampi. I like scampi. Not exactly sure what it is, but I like it. I also like calamari. It’s possible that I just like fried food with lemon juice.
I’m also very fond of Little Chef Olympic Breakfasts, but they will become extinct this year as the last Little Chefs closes so I’m going to settle for scampi.
Olympic Breakfast
If your mother could cook for you again what do you wish she would make? Roast dinners – mine never come close to tasting as good as hers did.
Do you have any regrets? Yes, but I try not to waste time thinking about it. Learn from it. Move on.
What is the one possession you would grab in a fire? My trousers. After that I would, of course, ensure that Julia was safe.
Do you work? I’ve just started the new job, working in a shop full of collectables. It’s so much fun it hardly counts as work.
Can you play a musical instrument? No, I have no musical talent whatsoever. I have abused the piano, trumpet, euphonium, mouth organ and ukulele at various times but never produced anything approximating to music.
What would your children be named if they didn’t have the names they have now? I’d go for a simple numbering system. So much easier, and no need to worry about fashion or family names.
Do you have pets? We had two cats. They lived to be 20 years old then died a year apart. For three months after that I still kept seeing cat shaped things out of the corner of my eye.
What is your major fear? A world shortage of cheese.
Do you have a life motto? No. I’m too boring.
What is one thing on your bucket list in life that seems the furthest stretch for you? I don’t have a bucket list. See above.
What would be your perfect day? A day out with Julia watching Puffins at Bempton Cliffs, followed by prawn sandwiches and cake at Mrs Botham’s tea shop in Whitby. We’ve done it several times and it can’t be bettered.
Puffin – Bempton Cliffs
If you were an animal what would you be? A cat. It’s not a big stretch as I sleep a lot and can’t be trusted around unguarded food.
Is there something you would not eat under any circumstances? Beetroot. This isn’t a preference, for some reason it activates my gag reflex and I literally can’t eat it.
Favorite dessert? Syrup sponge with custard (often wrongly called treacle sponge), though it’s hard to ignore the comedy potential of spotted dick.
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Going with Eaton Mess!
One of my favourites. Though to be fair I’m fond of most desserts.
I’m with you on the Syrup Sponge. And the world shortage of cheese😂. And Galahad Threepwood, (or maybe Uncle Fred). And we seem to have failed to play almost exactly the same (unmusical) instruments. Uncanny.
My kids are A, B, but then TBH cottoned on. Well, that’s the story I tell.
Surprisingly revealing and thought-provoking set of questions there.
You need an easy system for naming kids as they can be appallingly difficult to tell apart when you are watching a good bit on TV and ordering them to make a cup of tea whilst pretending to be interested in some story about their day at school.
This is frowned on as bad parenting in the modern world. As if that’s the worst thing I ever did to them….
Apparently you should treat them as “individuals”, not as a labour force for making tea and washing up. Not that they ever did much.
Good answers! Life is much too short for bucket lists or thinking up alternative names for people. I haven’t eaten spotted dick in decades! The last time was at scout camp (Dad was a scout master and scout camp was our annual holiday 🙁 ).
On the rare occasions I have pudding I have syrup sponge or bread pudding these days. Haven’t had spotted dick or jam rolypoly for nearly 20 years.
Jam rolypoly…. 🙂
🙂
I love your answers. And the puffins. As well as the fact that visiting them, among other things, is a perfect day!
Thank you. 🙂
A good set of answers. What did Julia say about the trouser priority in the fire?
She’s not read it yet, but she will probably agree that the neighbours are better off without seeing my knees.
I have just caught up with you and Julia now, Quercus. I hope Julia’s back is getting better and your bloodwork results were satisfactory. I enjoyed the answers to your questions! 🙂
Thank you. Julia is well on the way to recovery and my blood is behaving properly. 🙂
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So much fun to read your answers to the questions. And your perfect day sounds, well, just perfect! Birds, shrimp, cake. Who could ask for anything more? Also, what a nice picture of Julia. Sure hope her back is better.
She’s recovering slowly, and I’ve persuaded her to delay her return to work until next week. Hopefully this will be enough to allow her to recover fully. 🙂
Yes! Sending healing thoughts to Julia.
It would seem to be working! 🙂
Interesting. Choosing Galahad Threepwood as an alternative dinner companion… there’s thinking outside the box. I’d have never thought to pick a fictional character. The question supposes a real person by offering “living or dead”; but I do like the expanded playing field. Still might choose a person myself, but now I might go for someone from antiquity who may or may not have really existed (just to find out if they had).
Dead or fictional? Neither is likely to be available to dine in the near future. 🙂
Fun, Quercus. I could do that breakfast; it’s great to have a job that you enjoy so much that it hardly counts as such – mine was mostly like that; son-in-law Errol is the youngest of five – the eldest is Angela – you could probably fill in the gaps; my version of your beetroot is kiwi fruit which burns the roof of my mouth; when we lived in Morden the local fish and chip restaurant served Moby Dick which I always had – they also did spotted dick which Jackie thought was one too many
On the farm Bea once introduced us to her brother Alex. I immediately asked if their younger sibling had a name beginning with C and found he did. I think it must be a commoner system than I thought. 🙂
Jackie is probably right, schoolboy humour needs to be handled with care.
I’ve always been suspicious of kiwi fruit – I now have evidence.
And finally, I am off to repeat “Mordred of Morden” and see if anything happens. It seems to roll off the tongue well, so you never know…
It’s already making me think of fish and chips.
🙂